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... to head west! Leaving KY, we crossed the Mississippi River into
Missouri, climbing through beautiful
green rolling hills. Reaching the volcanic rocky region of the St. Francois
Mtns., we found Johnson's Shut-Ins State Park. "Shut-ins" is a local
term for steep walled canyons. Here, in 2005, a reservoir dam broke causing a
flash flood which destroyed everything in its ...
... not to get stuck. We end up camping at a designated spot with a picnic table but Way to close to the noisy road. Saturday September 8th Cook breakfast and pack up in our normal relaxed fashion, Bob jumps in our car and shuttles us to our starting point. Did 20+ mile 'cause river was moving fast...the first 6-7 miles were the prettiest, but there is a nice spring on the right about 8-10 miles short ...
... I was drenched in sweat with very irritating mosquito bites. I wasn't asleep until around 2am. Woke up at 6am to be on the road by 7am in an effort to beat the heat. Unfortunately the temperature picked up quite quickly before noon, and even though we banged out 32ish miles before then, the following 7 hours consisted of the hottest weather I've ever experienced. Brent and I were dripping in sweat, and must ...
... showered and we were off to dinner at Pad Thai Kitchen highly recommended and we found out why....We ordered 3 sperate plates and appetizer and there wasn't 1 ounce of anything left.....then it was off to McDonald's for the McFlurry dessert.....What a nice day.....63 miles.......Still time to donate or......register to become a Phantom Rider http://www.active.com/cycling/astoria-o r/team-phantom-rider-or-a-phantom-feede r-2012 Thanks for everyones support.
Here they come...deep breath. Click, click is the sound I make as I downshift to my lowest gear. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...I try to control my breathing as it gets faster, filling my bottomless lungs. The air is thick with moisture, yet my throat is dry...it would be an impossible task to reach for my water bottle, I have to hold on with all I got...puusshh, puusshh, leefft foot, rriigghht foot. I pray that I ...