Hot ride today. We did 100(102) at 100 degrees. Not much to see today other than dry grass and cattle. The wind was out of the south west so we had a nice boost off our right shoulders. The road was mostly flat. I started out moderately after yesterdays push for speed. Pat who had suffered a sore back couldn't hold back and roared off into the distance. We met up at the Kansas border for pictures. He had been averaging 20 mph to my 18.5.
Earlier in the morning I heard a funny clink on a rough road. I circled back to see if anything had fallen off the bike. I did see a long piece of metal but it wasn't anything off my bike...I thought.
From the state line Pat and I rode together into Tribune, Kansas. As I took my turn for a pull, breaking the wind for the rear rider, Pat noticed a severe wobble in my rear wheel. When we reached Tribune for lunch Rod noticed that I had a missing spoke...remember the long piece of metal in the road?
Fortunately, Pat (He wants me to call him savior) had the spare set of wheels. I popped his rear wheel on my bike. Unfortunately, the gears don't match up well and my range of usable gears was limited. I was lucky that the road was mostly flat.
Pat arrived in Scott City with a riding time of four hours and fifty nine minutes, a 20 mph . My ride time was 15 minutes longer.
It was a very hot ride and without Sal and Rod keeping our water bottles full and cold it would have been a miserable ride.
With 8 miles to go I was on the edge of mild nausea. That was the perfect time to pass a large cattle holding area. Wow were they ripe!
Saw a lot of other transcontinental riders today. We felt a little bad for them riding, loaded into a stiff hot wind. Been there and done that. I like our Super support team this time.
Earlier in the morning I heard a funny clink on a rough road. I circled back to see if anything had fallen off the bike. I did see a long piece of metal but it wasn't anything off my bike...I thought.
From the state line Pat and I rode together into Tribune, Kansas. As I took my turn for a pull, breaking the wind for the rear rider, Pat noticed a severe wobble in my rear wheel. When we reached Tribune for lunch Rod noticed that I had a missing spoke...remember the long piece of metal in the road?
Fortunately, Pat (He wants me to call him savior) had the spare set of wheels. I popped his rear wheel on my bike. Unfortunately, the gears don't match up well and my range of usable gears was limited. I was lucky that the road was mostly flat.
Pat arrived in Scott City with a riding time of four hours and fifty nine minutes, a 20 mph . My ride time was 15 minutes longer.
It was a very hot ride and without Sal and Rod keeping our water bottles full and cold it would have been a miserable ride.
With 8 miles to go I was on the edge of mild nausea. That was the perfect time to pass a large cattle holding area. Wow were they ripe!
Saw a lot of other transcontinental riders today. We felt a little bad for them riding, loaded into a stiff hot wind. Been there and done that. I like our Super support team this time.
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