Wednesday was built to be a recovery day for RAGBRAI-er's, just 44 miles with plenty of entertainment packed within the route. For those of you who wonder why someboody would give up time away from family and burn 5 days of vacation to ride their bike across a state...let me enlighten you. The community of cyclists is a melting pot of Americana, it knows no age limits (many in their 70's, one that was 4), skin color (white, black, brown, pink (yes we saw a spray painted cyclist), or economic demographic. We've seen: tandem's (2 cyclist on 1 bike) consisting of father & son, mother & daughter, ...teams of cyclist's with names like Fat'n Tired, Bloody Choad (don't ask!), Butt Lite, Good Booty, Party Patrol, Team Tallywhacker, Team Special Purpose, Team Iwanna (Beer, Taxi, Second Opinion) Team Motorboaters, Team Mate (pictures of monekeys procreating on bus) Team Hard, Team Bad Monkey, Team Liquor Downtown, Team Stop a Lot..Our favorite was Team Donner Party with the slogan "we eat the slow ones".. You get the point..Wednesday night we stayed in Chariton and enjoyed an unbelievable Russian buffet at one of the downtown restaurants and an early lights out to get ready for Thursday.
Thursday started poorly for Rev Spence, as he caught a bug and was forced to SAG to the next town. The rest of the clan opted for the long route, 105 miles, just so we could get a special patch commemorating our feat. For those that chose not to do the Century ride, they rode the 76 mile jaunt into Ottumwa. Which is where we find ourselves now. Headed to dinner and a concert. 77 miles tomorrow. May the winds be at our backs. (Camera dead, pictures later)
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