92 miles in 9hrs 45 mins (incl. a new record 4 punctures and one power
cut delayed lunch)
Total distance - 2,453 miles
Dull, dull, dull, dull, dull, puncture, dull, dull, rain, dull, dull, another puncture, dull, dull, power cut closing Subway shop, another rainstorm, cafe also closed for same reason, wet, dull, not another effing puncture, dull, dull, windy, dull, that tyre is bl00dy going flat again, dull, dull, dead coyote, dull, dull, cool a gopher-like creature, dull, dull, the state line, not quite so dull, rain again, chased by mangey dogs, that mileage sign was obviously wrong, dull and wet, finally arrived, very mediocre dinner.
I've done enough endurance events to know that it's not unusual to go through low points during them. But today's real low, 25 miles in (from which I've still not recovered), when I stopped to put my full rain gear on and realised that both wheels were well on their way down left me seriously contemplating either just sitting by the side of the road or riding on and potentially taking the train on to miss out this puncture-filled interstate hell through a frankly depressing part of the world, in my view.
There's a big ongoing discussion over here as to where to send the Gitmo detainees if Obama gets his way and closes it. I say send them to Eastern Arizona, though it could well be classified as torture. I am never, ever going to come back here and, you're probably not surprised to hear there was absolutely nothing worth taking a pic of today so, on the topic of crossing state lines, here's a snap from Monday's visit to the Four Corners site.
Oh, and you may have noticed that the tag line at the top of the blog has been changed, thanks to Mr Slater and also Bill who read my article in the Currie & Balerno News for pointing this out.
Trying to finish on some sort of a bright spot, I've just realised that, today I went through the halfway mark for the revised trip.
