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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... for the Herd in 1987 after leading the Ironton (Ohio) Tigers to the state championship game as a quarterback.
We then keyed in the address of the original Hillbilly Hot Dogs and headed north along the Ohio River. When we arrived, the ambiance was more over the top than we remembered from the DDD episode. If I recall correctly, they had just acquired a rust bucket of a school bus for their “dine-in” room. Today, that bus sits ...
Several sleepless nights, travel fatigue yes, but mostly the gut wrenching fear of beginning this bike trip again. Scott has rerouted us to the Ohio, Kentucky border. I was hoping we could get to see my niece Debbie and her family. She is too far away. I think we both are so worried about road conditions, a feeling that has haunted us since Eastern Kentucky. We have had several days of fear and worry. We were scared to death to start again. We began yesterday with ...
We are still in Wheelersburg, Ohio. We are so tired from travel and preparation to get here that we overslept and missed breakfast. Scott has a terrible cold and his eyes are blood red. He does not feel well at all. I can't tell if I am sick or just mean and mad that I am on this bike again. We checked out, headed to get the local maps needed, and to Scott's wits end, and my joy, we had to spend the night again. I slept like a log, and ...
... went home where we were needed. Amazing how all things fell into place for us to get home at the exact time we were needed. But now I know too much. I know how hard these endless days can be. I know about the road traffic. I know I do not want to be here. I say to Scott, "do not expect the happy Chris of the first journey to show up this time". Hee Hee, Poor guy. He has such patience with me. I am ornery and scared. I do not want to be here. The white-hot memory of the ...
... more a natural bridge, which is a cool breeze funnel. All surrounded by the beautiful woodland that cloaks the hillsides. We return to the car and cruise gently round the park. The camping ground has huge trailers pulled by huge pick ups. Other trailers are so big they have to be parked in 'drive through' plots. They are too big to be reversed. At our appointed visit time we meet ...