Sunday - Race against the rain

It was pretty hard getting up this morning and we were late on the road. The morning cycling session was pretty boring except for the massive climb out of preoria. We stopped for a standard mcds breakfast, the food of champions. While we were inside the weather started to turn a bit shit and it got pretty dark and humid quickly.

After being on the road for a bit after breakfast jack heard a weird whining coming from behind him so he turned around to find ben complaining about getting another puncture, his ninth in total but the first in his front tyre. Jack andben set to work on the now pretty bald wheel whilst tom cycled on into the distance. We were a bit disappointed with the passing Americans as no one stopped or even gave us a cheeky beep of encouragement, horrible people if you ask me.

Next stop was in the quite frankly shitty town of Chatsworth where nothing was open and the women from the closed cafe didn't even give us the right directions to get out of there! On the plus side however there were a lot of comical posters about gun control, silly americans. We stopped for lunch in a gas station down the road and had to settle for some microwaved rubbish wedges and sandwiches. Whilst we were here all hell broke loose with the weather with some great winds and rain. We sat on the floor of the shop eating our food and chatting to the bloke behind the counter while the storm passed by. The bloke had some sort of disease from smoking but still sold them and smoked, quite frankly an idiot, he did say he wanted to do some cycling but couldn't because of health, we showed no sympathy.

After the storm calmed down the man asked up to move on as we were sitting in front of the donut area and possibly blocking fat people from getting there fill. After double checking the directions we rolled out and had a pretty quick cycle to the next town due to some great tailwinds from the storm. We stopped here for a snack and to pick up a map of indiana when the weather started to go to shit again. We quickly jumped on our bikes and pedalled as hard as we could to get just ahead of the storm and not soaked.

The final stop for the night was in Watseka as it actually had stuff in it. After a quick mexican we got back on our bikes to find a motel. Jack saw that all the birds were diving into the trees and quickly deduced rain was coming. Rain macs donned we rode thru the rain to the overpriced Super8 motel. Here tom had a bath and we decides to lose an he ahead of time before we crossed our final timezone in Indiana tomo.

In response to chris's comment the level of bankability seen so far has been substantially lower than expected although it does seem to be improving the further east we venture.