Arriving at RAGBRAI 2011
After a nice visit with my sister, who lives close to the start of RAGBRAI 2011, we headed on over to get checked in. I planned to go ahead and get set up and camp the night before, so I could work out all of my packing, get the bike ready, and get all of the week's options scheduled with Pork Belly Ventures, my charter service. That way, I get up the next morning, throw the bags on the baggage truck, get on the bike, and I'm off. It was a good plan.
Of course, the timing of our arrival at camp was just a little later than ideal. The buses bringing people from the Omaha airport, and from across the state, had just arrived ahead of us. That meant we had to unload at the bottom of the hill and carry everything up the hill to the tent area- and there were a bunch of people ahead of me in line for check-in. I got everything put down up in the general area, and then but it's still a pain to get through check-in.
After check-in, it started to look like a storm was going to blow in. I started working on getting the tent up, in a race with the nasty-looking weather blowing in from the west. Partially through with putting the tent up, I discovered that I had all of the tent- except the rain fly. Which, of course, means that all rain would go straight into the tent. I asked the Pork Belly people if they had anything that would help, and they rounded up a tarp and some rope. Of course, the tarp turned out to be a bit too small for the area that needed to be covered, and they didn't have a bigger one. I felt like I was attempting to solve an interesting 3-D geometry problem as I tried to cover the entire tent with a too-small tarp by turning it different ways, staking it different ways, aiming the coverage more towards the direction that the storm was coming from, etc. I once again appreciated my cub/boy scout experience that taught me several useful things- including the most useful knot I know, which allowed me to make adjustable tie-downs and tweak the tarp. Finally, I decided it wasn't perfect, but was the best I could do. I rearranged the luggage in the tent, to put it in the corners less likely to get wet, and waited for the storm. Then the sirens went off.
After a few moments of thinking, "well, that did a lot of good", I went and checked around. Apparently, an alarm that we didn't need to worry about- not the tornado siren I thought it was. The storm blew in, a very small amount of water got in the tent, and it blew right out again. No longer looked like a storm. All that trouble for a half-hour storm with not that much rain, though some impressive winds.
I debated about what to do to solve the problem long-term. In fact, I hadn't wanted to bring this tent, but the replacement I ordered for it didn't arrive at my house until after I had to leave. So, I could call and have my wife ship that to me- probably at about the cost of the tent. I could try to find a larger tarp, and just get by with that. Those seemed like the only viable options. So, off I went on my bike to explore town in search of tent repair materials.
First stop, the bike expo- not for the tenr, but just to see what was up. Most of the normal, expected stuff there, but it was good to see. Bought some gatorade from the local wrestling team booth, and asked them where I might buy a tarp. The hardware store, a short distance away downtown seemed viable- but turned out to have closed up. The other options was a bit farther, on the other side of town. A local discount store chain, Pamida, was the place. They had bigger tarps- much bigger. Those seemed too expensive and too big. They also turned out, however, to have a smaller version of the same tent I had ordered- the 2-person version, where I had ordered the 3-person one for more room. It even was on sale. About $20 more than the tarp- but a way better option. So, new tent it is- carried slung over one shoulder across town. It wasn't too bad- and it was every bit as good a tent as I hoped. I put it up, tore the other one down, and settled in for the night. It was very hot, and the sound from the downtown concert carried quite well out to the park that was our campsite. Somebody kept setting off fireworks. But, eventually,things settled down and I got off to sleep. Slept pretty well, and it didn't get around to raining though there was lightning in the sky every time I looked out. It seemed to pass to our north.
I did wake up about 5:30, and decided to go ahead and get going rather than try to get that last half hour before the 6:00 AM alarm I had set. Packing back up went quickly, and soon I was stocking up on Gatorade and starting out on day 1.