Monday, September 22, 2014

Day 82-Coggon to Monticello (22 Miles)

Knowing Tyler and Jayme wouldn't be getting off of work until 4:30 and that Monticello was about 20 miles from Coggon, I slept in very late and was in no hurry at all to pack my stuff up and leave. Last night had been the coldest of the trip and I had to wake up to add another layer of clothes. At about 11 I left Buffalo Creek and walked through town before starting running on the shoulder of a busy state highway.

As I was turning off onto the county road that would take me straight to Monticello I noticed yet another road closed sign. I came to find that this was an overlay for three miles and was told to travel north a section and run on the Linn-Delaware county line for a few miles. Not too disheartened since it was a short day I followed the detour on the gravel road. The dust from the farm trucks made it pretty tough to breathe and I had to stop running several times because it took a few seconds for the road to appear ahead.

Turning back onto the county road I continued my misadventures as a giant angry dog crossed over the road and was blocking my path. After about five minutes of yelling over his barking I took a beef stick Janelle had given me and tossed it as far as I could back in his yard. It worked like magic! Scarier yet, however, was realizing the left side of the aluminum frame of the cart was now cracking just as bad as its counterpart that we "repaired" in Knierim. I made some field adjustments and wrapped it in duct tape. I did it more so to not be able to see the crack anymore and go with the ignorance is bliss strategy.

I eventually got to Tyler and Jayme's in Monticello where Tyler and I worked on repairing the cart with duct tape and C-clamps. Matt and JD from Sioux City hooked us up with the Pizza Ranch in town where we had dinner. A visit to the Eagle's Club, a happening place on Wednesday night, followed. Back at home, my wood design class came in handy as I helped calculate whether they could remove a column when they finish a section of their basement. I had to be the bearer of bad news that they couldn't.


Abandoned Country Church

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