Gone with the Wind

Trip Start Sep 13, 2012
Trip End Oct 24, 2012

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Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Day 19 - Raton New Mexico to Clayton New Mexico 93.2 miles 3373 ft of climbing

The day does not have a dignified beginning.  I inspect David's saddle sores but hello, hello, it looks as though there may be a slight improvement at last.  Overnight he's hacked a bit more out of his saddle and put a bandage round it!!  I guess you just can't stop a doctor practising....

We "dined" last night at KBob's Restaurant. I had KBob's famous KBob Kebab and it was a total croc.  At the Holiday Inn Express, the rooms are great but the breakfasts are rubbish and I'm starving as we set off on our 93 mile journey.  It's cold.  Very, very cold and even a steep climb out of town doesn't warm my freezing feet.  I feel sluggish and tired.  David on the other hand is coming in to form.  We ride on highway 72 to Folsom and I can hear Johnny Cash in my head but we see no prison.  This is ranch country - each ranch the size of Yorkshire.  We pass no cars and no people.  

At 45 miles we enter Des Moines and spy a place for coffee.  We are greeted at first with suspicion and then interest by the elderly "waitress".  "Would'ya like some paah wid your cawfee?" Pardon? Oh, pie.  There is one piece of cold apple pie in the fridge.  Yes please.  She writes a chitty.  I could have written an election campaign brochure in mandarin in the same time.   But, thanks to the wait, a silver foiled parcel is poked through the serving hatch from the kitchen and it contains a hot, fresh baked cherry pie.  "Wouldya like the cherry paah?"  We nod.  She shuffles off to find a knife to cut the pie and slowly, slowly divides it into 8.  I feel like screaming at her "Just give me the goddam knife"  but eventually we have the pie on a plate and we are tucking into melt-in-your-mouth pastry and fat juicy cherries.  The best pie ever. 

I won't describe how long it took to pay because she'd lost the chitty but we teemed up with Christian and Dr Tom for the afternoon stretch and we "crushed it" to the hotel.  93 miles, one lengthy coffee stop, one lunch stop and 3 van stops yet we are here by 1.30pm.  And that's the difference the wind makes when it's blowing in the right direction.     
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