Sometimes we had to do a lot of quick gear shifting to transition from an intense downhill to a serious uphill. It wasn't so bad, and I found myself being thankful for the downhill coasts, since it has been a while since we were actually able to coast.
With mom following along in a van filled with drinks and snacks, we didn't have to worry about finding stores to stop at. One time we sat in the air-conditioning for a while, across from a bank where it alternately said the temperature was 99 and 97 degrees.
Later in the day it certainly was hot. And even with our early start, we rode in some of the hottest parts of the day, especially since it was 84 miles to Marshfield, where we are staying in a nice city park.
Right now mom is making a supper of barbecue chicken, broccoli salad and beans while dad is marveling at how heavy all the stuff is that he is going to send back with mom.
Oh yeah. It was once again great to ride without packs. It feels like, with a little effort, you can just float along.
Tomorrow we plan to ride just over 60 miles to Houston, where we plan to get a hotel room. Mom wanted to stay in a hotel once during her visit and tomorrow night will be her last night with us.
Also, as we travelled just north of Springfield, I saw a sign that was coincidentally naming the band that was a springboard for Neil Young's career, so I took a photo.
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