Meltdown in Gallup After 100 Mile Slog
Trip Start Sep 05, 2010
360Trip End Aug 21, 2011
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I'm writing this in the afternoon on Monday (tomorrow) and to be honest I actually already can’t remember much of the beginning of the ride. I know that we didn’t get a puncture until 12 miles, and that the pancakes fuelled us so well we got to 35 miles before needing the first of the sandwiches. It was at this point that we stopped at a garage and made friends with a very friendly chap called Eric who made sure we filled all our bottles up and found us a tap to fix the inner tubes (2 punctures by that point). He loved our accent and told me that Americans don’t have an accent (except maybe those who live in the South) – apparently they speak English as it should be spoken…
We found the Chieftain Inn and garage at 47 miles, the place where we were considering stopping to break the 90 mile journey to Gallup
At about 75 miles we crossed into New Mexico and the landscape started to get a lot more interesting. Huge rock formations surrounded us and we had high hopes for Gallup being a lovely place to stay. Anyway, to cut a long story short, we were pretty seriously flagging by the time we reached the town at 91 miles and were devastated to find out that not only was it a DUMP, the KOA was 9 miles further on. This was particularly galling as Google maps had it marked west of town. We headed in to Maccys for a calming pineapple and mango smoothie and checked the map against the address. Yes – Google had it totally wrong – aaggghhh!
When we eventually arrived at the KOA we’d been on the bikes 11 ½ hrs and done exactly 100 miles. We were gutted to see it was not a nice one, as we’d only got ourselves through the last bit by telling ourselves we’d spend the whole of tomorrow by the pool
The site really was ridiculous, it was in the middle of a circular exit off the highway and right next to a train track
We ended up getting take away burgers and chips from Dennys, a nasty restaurant and then stumbling miserably back to the site. The burgers we pretty great actually and cheered us up, but it was 10.30 by the time we’d sorted all that and we just had time to check out the dreadful reviews of Gallup KOA before heading into the tent. The noise from the road and trains was absolutely ridiculous, but fortunately we were so exhausted we passed out anyway.
60 miles to Grants tomorrow, and hopefully a much better campsite where we can have a day off and fix my bike. Nothing is going to make us cycle 8 miles back into Gallup tomorrow to find one here.
Miles Cycled: A tense 100 waiting for punctures