{"id":816,"date":"2009-08-11T02:00:31","date_gmt":"2009-08-11T09:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/liveforthepath.com\/?p=816"},"modified":"2025-01-28T09:00:28","modified_gmt":"2025-01-28T16:00:28","slug":"day-55-bluffton-in-to-lima-oh-when-it-rains","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/liveforthepath.com\/?p=816","title":{"rendered":"Day 55 \u2013 Bluffton, IN to Lima, OH \u2013 When it rains…"},"content":{"rendered":"

63 miles in 5.66 hours \u2013 Max Speed 18.2mph<\/strong><\/p>\n

I was woken up in the middle of the night by an absolute downpour. This was a proper monsoon. I have slept in the rain many times in the past, but this was different. All the other times it was just a regular hard rain, but this was like the sky was angry at me and trying to punish me for something I did. I laid in the tent and listened for a while in sort of a half sleep trance. Eventually I fell back asleep.<\/p>\n

I woke up and the rain had stopped. Not only that, but it didn’t look like any water had gotten into my tent. I went outside and saw that the dirt patch I was sleeping in (thanks KOA) was now just a giant mud pit. Superb. I moved my stuff over to a pavilion one at a time and then packed up my drenched everything in there.<\/p>\n

I set off, went through Bluffton again, and then promptly got a rear flat outside of town. I fixed it, and three people stopped to check on me, shattering the old record of one in Utah. Thanks people of Indiana! Anyway, it only set me back a half hour, and then I was back on my way again.<\/p>\n

I crossed into Ohio around 20 miles into the day and stopped for breakfast. As I got to the only restaurant in Willshire, OH, I spoke to an elderly gentleman outside for a while. We talked about the usual things I have to talk about when people stop me, and then he talked about the town and the restaurant for a while. It was pretty nice, and he told me where to sit so that his daughter could serve me. Inside I chatted for a little with the people in the restaurant and got my usual mammoth diner breakfast.<\/p>\n

\"Nice,<\/a>

Nice, only three state crossings left.<\/p><\/div>\n

I left and headed along the Ohio 81 (the equivalent of the Indiana 124… sometimes the numbers of roads change when they change states). This was the same as it was in Indiana, pretty, minimal traffic, but not a whole lot there.<\/p>\n

\"Roadside<\/a>

Roadside flowers<\/p><\/div>\n

\"That<\/a>

That is pretty cool looking<\/p><\/div>\n

I had looked on my phone at nearby Motel 6’s, as was my norm, and I saw that there was a cheap one in Lima, and since I needed to do some laundry and work on the website, it made sense for me to get one. I was a little surprised going into town though… I would say that Lima is an actual small city. It had a downtown and high rises and everything. Anyway, I got through the town, got a room at Motel 6, and unpacked my wet and muddy tent in the room to let it dry out.<\/p>\n