Day 33
Distance travelled: 106.6 miles
Time in saddle: 9hrs 24 mins
Overall distance: 3025 miles
Got up really early and set off with good intentions. Everything was going fine and then….I got a puncture, not once, not twice, not three times…yes four times in the space of a few miles. I called into a Wall Mart to get some inner tubes. They have cycle gear but it very general, nothing as specialised as I wanted. I bought a few patch repairs and a couple of inner tubes but they weren’t really what I wanted. What can you do when you are desperate? I think there is something in my tyre but I can’t find any glass or anything. I’ve inspected it with a fine toothcomb and. …Nothing. A guy called Bill stopped and asked if I needed help, which was very kind of him. I’d just fixed my third puncture and thought that everything would be ok. I declined the offer of help…I’m getting used to turning down help, don’t know if it’s a good idea. I eventually got to Hollidaysburg, which was a lovely little town. It was still light so I decided the travel onto Huntington, a very English sounding name. It was getting darker when I reached the town. There was a golf tournament on and all the motels were booked up. I was getting desperate and quite tired. I cycled on to the next town five miles away but still no luck. I got another puncture…frustrated is not the word I have in mind but you get my gist. I decided that I would camp in the woods by the side of the road and fix the puncture first thing in the morning. It was getting dark really quickly and I wanted to see in order to put up my tent. It was in the middle of nowhere and once it goes dark…it goes very dark. It is really frustrating that I can’t see why the tyre keeps going down. There is something obviously wrong with the tyre, or `I’m really unlucky. I don’t mind a night in the woods it will make me appreciate the motels…even the shitty ones. I looked around tonight as it was getting darker and there are lots of little lights going on and off in the woods. It is obviously some insect of fly….or maybe the bears have torches. As I was going to sleep I heard something running through the woods, I was too tired to be bothered…I just hope it didn’t get a flat tyre.
The last couple of days have been interesting…everything seems to be going wrong. I thought it had been too trouble free up till now…relatively. Lets see what tomorrow brings.
Those little nocturnal bugs that light up are called lightning bugs better known as fireflies. They are carrying little torches for you and will follow you to New York. (Actually I think it is the male beetle looking for females)... but I like my story better. Love you Wayne xox Marsha
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