Day 12: Monroeville to Denver IN (80 mi)

Originally planned to do my first century ride today from Monroeville to Royal Center, where I knew there was a host. However when I reached the small town of Denver, a passerby must have noticed my exhausted face, because he offered up a room in his house for the night. Already having adopted the "take whatever is offered" attitude, I of course accepted.

Randy and his wife Irene live in a nice forested area just outside of town. Their daughter, her fiance, and Grandma joined us for dinner. I unfortunately forgot all three names by the time I wrote this post, but the grandmother is a very entertaining former-hippie who uses the word "orgasmic" very liberally, like to describe dinner.

Terrain is still pretty flat, with the exception of an Indiana state park about 3/4 of the way through the ride. I was pretty tired and debated with myself whether to stop and observe, but the park really was beautiful.

That massive pillar containing some sort of service room - it reminds me vaguely of the depictions of Azkaban from HP books.