9/28/17
Tunnel Hill, Il > Sebree, KY
Miles Ridden – 103.6
Mileage to date – 2,790.5
I got a chance to talk to John on the phone today. We had not talked since I last saw him in Utah. The events of yesterday warranted a phone call as opposed to our usual text communication. The plan for yesterday was to ride to Sebree, KY and stay at a cycling hostel that was affiliated with a church. It is 104 mile ride from Tunnel Hill where they had camped out the night before. On a typical day, John will usually average about 12-13 miles per hour. At that pace a 100 mile day usually involves a minimum of 8 hours on the bike which is a long day.
John, Heather and Jaime started out as the sun was rising. John noticed that early in the day Jaime’s rear wheel was out of true and was wobbling so badly that the rim was hitting the brake caliper. It kept getting worse as the day wore on. It really impacted how fast Jaime could ride. To make matters worse there are no bike shops in that area of Illinois and Kentucky. At one point, they stopped at gas station and a local started talking to them. John said he was a bit of a redneck but a really nice. This guy mentions to them that he bought his son a road bike and he never uses it. So Jaime half jokingly asks him “well why don’t you let me use his rear wheel”? The guy replies “I guess I could do that”. The next thing John knows Jaime and Heather are in this guy’s truck riding to retrieve the rear wheel. Jaime promises to mail the wheel back to him when he reaches Virginia. I will spare you all the details but Jaime couldn’t switch the real wheel without some help from a bike shop so he strapped his borrowed wheel on his trailer and gutted out the last 20 plus miles.

By this time it was getting late, John rode on ahead looking for the church. It was pitch black and he was a bit nervous because there are no hotels in the county. Sure enough he saw a church with a sign that said “cyclist hostel”. There was an older gentlemen who introduced himself as the retired pastor and he asked John “I hope you don’t mind but we made dinner for you guys”. John said said “I absolutely do not mind!” Due to the late hour John had assumed he would be eating a freeze dried meal. Needless to say he was very happy.
Jaime and Heather showed up shortly afterwards and they all had a delicious dinner with the pastor and his wife. The pastor asked John if he would like some maple syrup with his meal. He pulled a jug from Stowe, Vermont! A friend had brought it to them recently. The pastor and his wife have been at that location since 1979 and have been helping and hosting cyclists ever since. They offered to drive Jaime to a bike shop this morning to get his wheel sorted out.
The Appalachian Trail Conservancy states: The term “trail magic” was coined by long-distance hikers to describe an unexpected occurrence that lifts a hiker’s spirits and inspires awe or gratitude. There is no doubt that John, Jaime and Heather experienced some trail magic yesterday through the kindness of strangers.







