I drove to Fayetteville yesterday to race the Hell’s Kitchen Road Race, which is tomorrow morning. The Ozarks of Southern Missouri and Northern Arkansas are a great, a very interesting place.
Arkansas is a pretty hard place to get to. It is close to 300 miles from Topeka to Fayetteville and we’re one of the closest places to here. Northwestern Arkansas has grown like crazy because of Walmart being located in Bentonville. They dictate that everyone that they do business with has a corporate headquarters near them. At least that is the rumor. Whatever the reason, the building explosion along I-540 from Missouri to Fayetteville is unreal.
But, when you get just a little off the beaten track here, it is the boonies. Kind of like West Virginia or Appalachia. You can be riding on a smooth, paved road, with million dollar horse farms one minute, and then descend into a hollow, where the road turns to gravel or dirt, and there is a cultish collection of mobile homes and such, with chickens running around and dogs roaming galore. I love it.
Brian is staying up on Mt. Gaylord, in a cabin. Mt. Gaylord is the deciding hard climb on the long day of Joe Martin Stage Race. It is a great place to spy hummingbirds during the summer. There are lots of small cabins and lakes around here. It is the Ozarks.
I think I’m going to ride long today. Easy, but pretty long. I got a little behind because I couldn’t not watch the end of Milan-San Remo. I picked Cancellara before the race, but there wasn’t much he could do in that situation. Gerrans played that finish pretty great and deserves the win. Okay, better get suited up and out.