Pictures: Kamla and Kevin
Gas station crowd: Diane, Kamla, Tim, John and Susan
While I drive off John snaps this picture
Kamla at the picnic
Picnic crew
Our helmets at the taxidermist
John, Susan and I skyriding in a cornfield
Sylvia skyriding in a hayfield
John bale standing
Tree/Barn
Our group got up early, broke camp and left without seeing any signs of life from Kamla‘s tent. We headed back to the place we got ate the night before, the Anchor Grille, for breakfast. After asking the waitress and another local to confirm directions, we left as instructed going completely the wrong way. After making it to the interstate without seeing the landmark Dairy Queen we returned to downtown and called Susan to see where she was with the Tahoe. Now it was raining and some wanted to get raingear. We met her a block east of us at a convenience store getting gas and snacks. We had to take out the BOB trailers and dig through the bags to retrieve the raingear. As we are reloading the Tahoe, none other than Kamla rides up to ask directions from a local pumping gas. She didn’t notice us till we hollered at her. We all pedaled out of town together and about 10 miles later she had convinced herself we weren’t all crazy and allow us to stow her BOB in the Tahoe for transport. During Kevin’s 12 mile segment drive (we learned 20 miles was too long and thought the Canadians had it right with 20K between stops) he studied the state map and realized we could make up time by staying on the east side of the Missouri and heading to Pickstown instead of Burke. I was the third leg driver so John and I scouted out Kevin’s proposed route and nabbed some pizza in Platte before heading back to meet the team and have a picnic south of Academy. Later we hang out in a park in Platte eating snacks and took pictures with a pile of skulls in front of a taxidermist house. Later we made skyriding shots in a cornfield and on round bales of hay. Kamla thinks we’re funny and seems to be enjoying her ride with us. 86 miles later we pull into Pickstown and get a couple hotel rooms to pile into. Early in the morning my sister Susan and John have to leave to head back to OKC.
Our helmets at the taxidermist
John, Susan and I skyriding in a cornfield
Sylvia skyriding in a hayfield
John bale standing
Tree/Barn
Our group got up early, broke camp and left without seeing any signs of life from Kamla‘s tent. We headed back to the place we got ate the night before, the Anchor Grille, for breakfast. After asking the waitress and another local to confirm directions, we left as instructed going completely the wrong way. After making it to the interstate without seeing the landmark Dairy Queen we returned to downtown and called Susan to see where she was with the Tahoe. Now it was raining and some wanted to get raingear. We met her a block east of us at a convenience store getting gas and snacks. We had to take out the BOB trailers and dig through the bags to retrieve the raingear. As we are reloading the Tahoe, none other than Kamla rides up to ask directions from a local pumping gas. She didn’t notice us till we hollered at her. We all pedaled out of town together and about 10 miles later she had convinced herself we weren’t all crazy and allow us to stow her BOB in the Tahoe for transport. During Kevin’s 12 mile segment drive (we learned 20 miles was too long and thought the Canadians had it right with 20K between stops) he studied the state map and realized we could make up time by staying on the east side of the Missouri and heading to Pickstown instead of Burke. I was the third leg driver so John and I scouted out Kevin’s proposed route and nabbed some pizza in Platte before heading back to meet the team and have a picnic south of Academy. Later we hang out in a park in Platte eating snacks and took pictures with a pile of skulls in front of a taxidermist house. Later we made skyriding shots in a cornfield and on round bales of hay. Kamla thinks we’re funny and seems to be enjoying her ride with us. 86 miles later we pull into Pickstown and get a couple hotel rooms to pile into. Early in the morning my sister Susan and John have to leave to head back to OKC.
I miss you all!
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