BOBBY AND THANE TACKLE THE TRANSAM Day 28 Houston to Marshfield

Day Twenty Eight Thane’s Blog: 100% wrong 50% of the time

Tuesday May 28, 2013, 65 miles (105 km) – Total so far: 1,495 miles (2,406 km)

The band of cycling dudes hit the road around 7 am. Headed toward Centerville. Ten minutes later the sky rained down on us again. Such is the life of a touring cyclist.

While we were taking cover from the worst of the thunder storm we saw another transam cyclist heading toward us so we waved him in. Turns out he was from England and he and Ruff Stuff actually live within a short cycle ride. This dude was heading west to east and had told us that this was only the third time he has been rained on his entire trip. If I have my counts correct, this was the 12th time we have been rained on in the 28 days of cycling thus far.

The terrain was exactly what we expected out of Missouri. You cycle up a big hill. You cycle down a big hill. You cycle up a bigger hill. You cycle down a bigger hill. Come on my friends, sing it with me…………… “And so it goes, and so it goes, and so it goes, and so it goes.” It’s a catchy little tune isn’t it?

Today was an odd day for Boo and I. It seemed that the more miles we put in the stronger both of us felt. The size of the climbs truly didn’t matter. Even after 50 miles, when the next set of climbs came into view we just pedaled.

I sincerely hope that tomorrow finds my beautiful Boo and I in the same state of mentality. Friends and fellow transam cyclist alike have all warned us of the brutality of the miles that we will be traversing tomorrow. Those same friends say that tomorrow will mark the end of the Ozark Mountain Range.

Of course, the weatherman said we had a 30% chance of rain for today and he was 100% wrong. Maybe our cycling friends are 100% wrong 50% of the time.

the breakfast of champions

the breakfast of champions

oh look! there is a reflection on the road again. does that mean its raining!

oh look! there is a reflection on the road again. does that mean its raining!

more of the same here in missouri

more of the same here in missouri

imagine that, bobby talking up another local.

imagine that, bobby talking up another local.

"look there gang, more of those crazy cycling dudes"

“look there gang, more of those crazy cycling dudes”

ruff stuff and the tree of life

ruff stuff and the tree of life

Day Twenty Eight Bobby’s Blog: Shut Up Legs !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday May 28, 2013, 65 miles (105 km) – Total so far: 1,495 miles (2,406 km)

Up at 5 again packed and headed to Hardies for breakfast. Hit the road soon after and it started to spit a little rain so we ducked under the awning of one of the many churches that grace the south.

While there we spotted an East bounder and flagged him in. Another bloody Englishmen. He was traveling alone from San Francisco and picked up the TransAm. We didn’t chat long as he was excited to get to Houston for bacon and eggs in a sit down cafe. We let the wind out of his sails when we told him his option was Hardies.

After we left there the ride took a different turn (or should I say it stayed the same) as the Ozarks reared their ugly head again and we were treated once again with multiple climbs for the rest of the day. SHUT UP LEGGS!!!!

Tucked in at the fairgrounds in Marshfield now.

Nice place to wait out the rain.

Nice place to wait out the rain.

Ruffy you are so much fun to be around.

Ruffy you are so much fun to be around.

Our East bounder from Liverpool.

Our East bounder from Liverpool.

I could've had it but I turned left.

I could’ve had it but I turned left.

I get a kick out of these Post Offices. We sent our 3rd installment back home.

I get a kick out of these Post Offices. We sent our 3rd installment back home.

Ruff picked up a friend.

Ruff picked up a friend.

Home for the night. She aint much but she's free. (With a hot shower.)

Home for the night. She aint much but she’s free. (With a hot shower.)