This morning I crossed the Mississippi River into Missouri.
Truck traffic has been real heavy at times and shoulders have been
rare. I personally can not wait until gas runs dry and if I had the
chance I would set fire to the oil wells myself.
I've been at it one month now. I went 1569.9 miles. It feels like it's
going quick but at the same time when I think back about places I've
been through they seem like an awfully long time ago.
So far I regret not staying another night in Damascus, not buying this
t-shirt I saw for 50 cents, not taking enough photos, and not taking
that lady's 20 bucks.
From here it's about 20 days to my sister's in Denver and about 25-30
days from there to San Fransisco.
Thanks to everyone checking up on me.
I only went 29.3 miles today to end in Carbondale where I read "bike
surgeon" puts people up. Well that was a bum out. The new management
told me where the motels where. Overall I give that shop my first
thumbs down. Instead go up the block to Pheonox Bikes. I got a sweet
cup holder for 3 bucks.
So I'm going to enjoy my second night of luxury. Cooking with a microwave
in my room. And harvesting the continental breakfast.