You might notice that today's blog entry is dated Day 11. Bob pointed out that my counting system is not reflective of his days on the road. So there ya go, Dad! Day 11 it is!! 13 days out, 11 days of riding. This is much more reflective of the total time taken to actually complete the riding, itself.
Today Bob called early - or maybe he just finally crossed into the Eastern time zone. No, I don't think the time zone line is quite that far west. Either way, it is strange to think that when he left he was an hour before us and soon he'll be an hour after us.
Bob rode 71 miles today. He crossed the Mississippi into Illinois which means he only has one more state to enter into before he crosses the Michigan border. Amazing! He and Sherrie stopped to do some shopping and to rest a bit in Muskateen at the river crossing which cut into his ride time but it was a nice little pit stop. He then rode on for another 30 miles before stopping in Reynolds, Iowa.
Reynolds is a teeny little "six building" type town. There was a diner called Jeronimo's that Bob & Sherrie thought they'd catch a bite to eat at but it was closed. As they were walking away, the restaurant owner approached and they explained their journey. The owner, Cindy Mueller, invited them in and offered them meals and drinks on the house! She even extended her own home as a camp spot for the RV so when Bob called today, they were hanging out on Cindy's land. Turns out Cindy has connections in Michigan and also has a Mother who lives in Bueno Vista, Colorado where Sherrie visits the hot springs. They figured out they have even shopped at the same meat market in Colorado proving that it truly is a small, small world! The bartenders in the restaurant, Buck & Colleen, where helpful in plotting out directions for tomorrow's journey, as well. Thanks to the Jeronimo's "family" and especially Cindy for your small town love and support.
Bob is happy to have "another state under his butt". He has proclaimed himself an expert in "buttology" after this journey! I think that speaks for itself.
Bob expects this next leg of the journey to be a little slower as he weaves through uncertain, sometimes dirt-covered, small rural highways. There is no direct route for this leg of the journey and there may be more stop lights, occasional traffic, etc to slow them down. It is amazing to me to look at the Google map and see just how far he's come and how little he has to go.
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You must be stopping in really tiny towns. My map doesn't even include Wellman, Muskateen or Reynolds. The on-line maps really help to track your progress. What a wonderful time you are having experiencing small town America. Taking the Interstates just isn't the same. Looks like you will be meandering for the next couple of days. Hope it goes well. Vicariously, we are enjoying your trek. Mick & Patty
I'm amazed and impressed with both of you. What a truly great experience you are having - and what friends you are making! I thought both of you were crazy, and now I'm more envious as to your experiences! Keep on enjoying and be safe. You continue to be in our prayers.
Ron and Dee
Very interesting, what happened at the restaurant; a real slice of small town USA. What you're doing is amazing and we are very proud of you. Hope your butt holds out; we're "behind" you all the way. Carry on, dude! John & Susan
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