Devils Kitchen Lake campground to Chester, IL - 64 miles
Today we road along the Mississppi levy route which brought us through farmland along the river. We stopped roadside for a break and found shade under a huge conveyor belt that was taking the very same coal that the trucks were driving out of the mountains of eastern Kentucky over the road and out onto barges in the river.
We arrived in Chester, home of Popeye the sailer man, around noon. There was a couple mile long hill leading into town that was a real kuck in the chin to finish off the day. But all was made well with a double cheesburger and a milkshake.
That night we camped behind the Fraternal Order of the Eagles. This place was a trip to say the least. And to top it off they were having a legit rodeo in the adajacent lot. I couldn't think of much better than pizza, beer and a rodeo all at my doorstep... except for the fact it didn't go below 85 degrees all through the night. Thanks for a great night FOE, and for the pizzas, they were the perfect food to feast on from the handlebar bag while riding the next morning.
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