The next morning I notice I was camped across some flagging that one group had fence off for them selves. They were older and kept scowling at me. I hope I ruined their day. They seem the type that will send a vehicle ahead claiming a large area for themselves early in the day and when the other boaters who carry there gear show up they are crowded into a small area. I was off wondering to the south with wet boot and cloths. It is a Sunday and so only some things are open.
One hill had a tower built to enjoy the view. I came across the
, but I could not bring myself to see it as I have heard rumors that years ago people put motors on bikes. Which would bring up the question why am I peddling so much. I have been thinking about this guy who straps on a wing with small jet engines. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fao3U0Wc2ew Moto Museum
I could just strap one engine on the back of the bike. What could go wrong with a jet engine inches from my behind. Training video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2VXOd3uXh8&feature=related
At five I start looking out for camping and see none. At eight I head into a bar and get directions to the next town that has camping. The camp ground is open and even has internet.
54.9 mile 7:20 hr / max speed 34.6 / avg moving speed 7.5 / stopped time 5:07 / 3909 ft total ascent. (Evening light rain)
Love & kisses