A Roof, a Shower, and a Place to Rest

Saturday, June 20, and we’re closing in on the 1,300-mile mark of this cross-country adventure.

Tonight we’re in Center Point, Iowa, being hosted by the local fire department. After days of camping, changing weather, muddy trails, headwinds, and long days in the saddle, having a roof overhead feels like a luxury.

Simple things become extraordinary when you’ve been living from a bicycle.

Tonight, we’re grateful for the kindness of the firefighters who opened their doors and for the opportunity to rest, recover, and prepare for the miles ahead.

Tomorrow, the pedals start turning again heading out to Waterloo, IA. But tonight, we’re dry, comfortable, and thankful.

One thing that became immediately obvious when we crossed into Iowa was just how many people use the trails.

For weeks, we’ve enjoyed long stretches of quiet trail with only the occasional cyclist passing by. Then we arrived in Iowa and suddenly the trails seemed alive with riders of every age and ability.

Bike club group rides. Serious cyclists in training. Friends riding together. People simply enjoying a beautiful day outdoors.

It says something about a place when its trails are this well used.

The trails aren’t just transportation corridors. They’re community gathering places. They’re where people exercise, connect, explore, and enjoy the outdoors.

As someone riding across the country, it’s exciting to see a state that has embraced cycling as part of its culture.

So far, Iowa has offered great weather, friendly conversations, and some outstanding trail infrastructure. And one more thing:

Cyclists. Lots of cyclists. Go Iowa!

Some states have trails. Iowa has a cycling culture.