Just a few miles down the road before we stopped for the day, we passed Greenville on Rt. 127. This, by the way, was Greenville, Ohio. I thought Greenville and Rt. 127 were quite coincidental.
We stopped the first night in a KOA, at Brookville, Ohio, a little before we got to Dayton. It was a beautifully kept park. After supper we walked around the campgrounds. It’s really quite large and immaculate. They have a pond for fishing, a nice large swimming pool (closed for the season), mini golf and a playground with a sand box area. This all was near the office and little campground store and snack bar. There were gazebos filled with benches and one with cooking facilities. They also have several cabins to rent.
Toward the outer edge, but within a block or so from the restrooms and showers, there were several tents (probably 15-20) set up as a group. There was a large van pulling a trailer by it with a sign on it saying “Wandering Wheels”. Larry said he had seen several bicyclists coming into the campgrounds and he wondered if that was the group. We just greeted an older man coming out of the restroom and started to keep on walking, when Larry notice he had on a t-shirt saying “Wandering Wheels”, so he asked him if he was with the group in the tents. He said he was, and explained they had been bicycling in the general area for the past week. This man introduced himself and told us he was 83 years old. He said the age of the group probably averaged about 75. They have one man aged 92. They usually do about 25 or 30 miles a day, staying some where different every night. Their longest day had been 45 miles. Amazing! I’m sure I couldn’t keep up with them!
Friday, September 19, 2008
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