Day 3 April 29th

Ok sorry about that , this is the rest of today’s report. But before we go any further lets get something straight. #1I am not a writer #2 I write this after a long day sitting on a very cruel bike seat. I am sore , tired & if I didn’t tell ya I’am not a dam writer. My son is and he cringes everytime I do write. Also I do not have a laptop – I do this on a dam cell phone! Small buttons / big fingers / 58 year old low tech guy! Get it? Do don’t criticize or I will stop all reports ( this is directed to the sat morn breakfast club &Canton Roadrunners Club & in particular) 

So as I was writing before I hit the “post button” on mistake here’s how it went.

It went good. No it went great at least the first 40 miles. I rode like Grant marching through Richmond! Fresh legs sunny skies. I rode through the desert with the stunning background of yesterday’s mountains. I rode for 40 miles without stopping. My plan for the day was to layup short in Brawley & prep for the long desert stretch to Az. The road was rolling, straight & boring. But after yesterday boring was just what I needed. After yesterday’s climbs in the fridged rain I now was riding in the 98 degree desert. It is a dry heat…. You know, like an OVEN! But I enjoyed the day. I ended up in Brawley at the base of the Salton Sea that lies 50ft below sea level. I found a hotel with a Restuaurant with COLD Beer! Perfect 

61 miles in today. Tomorrow I should make it to the Colorado River on the Az  border. Someone asked how Garth was able to run across the country. I tell them he did it 40 miles at a time. Small bites. It’s the only way you can do it & remain sane!

  
The desert