Big mileage day today. It was “only” mid-80’s but still very humid. Even Gerty was sweating today.
About an hour into the day I reached down for my water bottle. Not there. Stop. Second bottle missing as well. I’d say I lost them but I know where they’re at. Freezer, Room 110, Super 8 Motel, Bonne Terre, MO. If you’re reading this and stayed in that room last night, grab them for me please.
I used a large Subway soda cup for my water bottle rest of day. Doesn’t keep cold very well. I just stopped more frequently.
A few miles later, phone goes flying. I heard it hit pavement this time. Stop. Walk back. Found it in ditch. Protective cover had come off. Nothing broken and I was able to put back together.
I’ve figured out why phone slips out of holder, I think. Holder is rubber that stretches around corners of phone. Outer protection of phone is also rubber. When moist, humid gets kind of slippery connection.
I’ve spent the last 2 days riding through the Ozarks. They’re sometimes referred to as the Ozark Plateau…which they definitely are in this area. Everything is a similar elevation. There’s just roller coaster hills of 200-300 feet. You don’t get an expansive view because you don’t get “above” everything. That’s why the dearth of pics last few days.
At the 50 mile mark, I was not feeling great. Back has been bothering me a bit last few days. My legs felt dead. And my hands hurt. I really felt like calling it a day because once I passed Marquand, it was Cape Girardeau or bust.
I sucked it up and kept pedaling. 10 miles up the road, I stopped at a cafe. Had some cherry cheesecake and Mt Dew. Revitalized and refreshed.
Thought the last 10 miles into Cape Girardeau would be downhill to flat. Silly me.
I’ll sleep well tonight.