Today (Monday) was harder in several ways than yesterday. The ride was longer (about 77 miles on the odometer), steeper climb (about 5,000 feet of climbing, instead of yesterday’s 3,700), and it rained for most of the afternoon. But, don’t cry for me, Argentina, or any other foreign countries. I have a Cry America policy.
While a little rain did fall into my life, I did sign up for it. So, no complaints from me. So many good things happened today.
Then I got to hang out with the largest bull in Iowa. 1,050 pounds.
But the highlight of the day was the team pie-eating effort. After being shut out for most of the day, we alighted upon Prescott, Iowa, and a tent with an incredible array of home made pies. If I were by myself, like the day before, I would have been unable to maximize the opportunity. Today, my teammates were there to share the load.
We were the very model of teamwork. And, we kicked molasses.
10 pie varieties:
Pineapple
Raisin
Rhubarb
Peach
Pecan
Pear
Raisin/apple
Apricot
Cherry
Apple
There is no “I” in team, but there is an “I” in pie. And a team in Iowa. More on my team tomorrow.
P.S. Last night I got a last minute reprieve and got to sleep in a bed at the home of our wonderful hosts, after all. Tonight, I think my luck has run out. It’s ok. No complaints.
In spite of all those pies you are consuming, you still look alot thinner than that bull. Rain and pies conjure up memories of our first century ride. It was the thought of those pies every 20 miles that kept me going. Add in the outside sleeping arrangements and all the more confirmation why joining you on this venture was only a fleeting thought. Very proud of you, as always. Love and miss you.
Sleeping outside and hanging out with bulls—who is this guy? Not until I saw the last shot of you with all those pies did I recognize the Paul I know and love.
I finally have interet access.
How can I dispute the people who know me best? I was definitely thinking about the first century ride, knowing you made the right decision.
May I use a copy of your photo with the banana man on my upcoming blog about Iowa’s Trestle Bridge?
Feel free to use it; thanks for asking.