Houston: Wounded Duck has found a soggy port on the eastern side of the ol' Mississippi River in Chester, Illinois. Unfortunately due to the elements that resemble riding in a wet sauna, the next watering hole was determined to be a bridge too far for today. Managed to link up with a group of riders numbering eleven that are riding from Seaside, Oregon to St. Augustine, Florida whom all were eager to find out whether or not the Ozark mountain range was over and done with. After giving them the news they wanted to hear they invited me to join up for a little afternoon snack and pow-wow here at the Best Western this afternoon, which will be starting here in a couple of minutes, so time to transmit is minimal.
Today's hard count: 33 miles
Hours in the hot box: 2:23
Locations of minimal flooding along the route: 2
Coal trucks that managed to avoid me in this morning's dense fog: many (thanks to my latest acquisition of a pair of riding lights in Carbondale, IL)
The environmental factor is definetely putting the body to the test. All through the midwest lies heat advisories including the state of Missouri. It's not as bad as it appears to be south of here but further advancement will proceed with caution. Time to sit in on the afternoon briefing, Houston. Wounded Duck out.
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Worry stone worn out: 1
Grey hairs acquired: too numerous to count.
Hope you are having a good time and enjoyed your visit with the other riders. All well here in the 'Scow. Love, Mom
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