Today's weather: Torrential rains, hail and thunderstorms....rain all day long. But, our hero just laughed and laughed as he passed all the other biking fanatics in the comfort of "The Van". Bob and 7 other bikers decided not to risk their lives today and did not take on mother nature...it just rained too hard.
A few days ago, they were in Maysville, Missouri where they were greated like conquering hero's. Apparently, Maysville was the birthplace of the first person to ever bike across the USA. All the bikers rode into town in sets of two....and they were greated by the Mayor, the Police chief and a bunch of old ladies bearing gifts. Apparently, this is a big event in Maysville every year.(sound like a really cool place to live).
On a more worrisome note....Bob swears a Vulcher has been tracking him for a few days now...circling and circling above him as he rides. He is not sure why a bird that feeds on "road kill" would be tracking him...one can only imagine!!
FInally, Bob told me he had a great breakfast the other morning. He sat with his fellow comrades and shared "war stories" about the trip. I am sure the stories went something like...."Hey Bob, did you really average 12 MPH yesterday?" or "Hey Bob, what kind of gatorade are you packing today" or "Wow, did you see Harry's foot slip off the pedal yesterday....that was exciting" or "Did you see the size of that Pot-Hole yesterday?" or "What gear did you take that last hill...I was in 8th gear...how about you?". or "How many hills did we do up and down yesterday?"(The answer was 148 hills) or "What % grade was that last hill?" (the answer was 13%). With conversations like this....it makes me want to sign up for this trip next year. In any case, during all of this stimulating conversation, Bob felt a bit of a draft "down below". He looked down and realized he only had his Boxer-shorts on...not his biking shorts. He casually excused himself and ran to his hotel room and got changed. Funny thing---no one in the group noticed that Bob was wearing boxer shorts...they are all too tired to notice or care. Tomorrow morning, Bob said he was going to try it again to see if anyone notices.
-Michael B.
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