Yo yo mas. Spent last night in a city park in Houston where a bunch of local high school kids were bumming around and drinking. Dylan tossed the frisbee with them and learned that the area code we are in is the meth capital of the country! So that's pretty cool or something.
Tis be our third day in the Ozarks- the place where we've been told by multiple people is the hardest part of the TransAm. We had a couple steep and long climbs today but overall the terrain was either flat or with a super steady incline. We still think hands down that the Appalachians will always be the most brutal.
Pretty solid ride today. Except for Dylan and Chris jumping in a creek, not too much to see so we rode the 65 miles and got to a park in Marshfield by 3:30.
Since the terrain was pretty much the same all the way, I spent most of the ride talking to myself as if I were talking with Dylan about the military/role of government. Thought a lot about the relationship between a nation and it's government and what "nationalism" and "patriotism" mean to me. In a lot of ways, these first 30 days of tour have made me love this country more. But at the same time I question how much of my positive experience is due to the fact that I am an able bodied white male.
Trying to savor the last 2 to 3 days of Missouri before we hit Kansas. Joon, the awesome solo biker dude thst rode with us for four days, said that he averaged only 6mph at 40 miles a day because of the brutal headwinds over there. Weeee!!
Kody
More fields
Love these Amish friendly signs
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