Well we had a few tribulations getting the baton across Kansas. But I assume that the baton and bag have now made it to Castle Rock.
Our fun in Kansas:
All ready to go on time from the meet point on time Friday morning. We get 8 miles down the road and Brent signals me to pull over, we're missing Itchy. I had forgot about him as he was staying in another hotel. After about a 45 minute delay trying to track him down and talking to his wife a couple of times, we decided to meet him on down the road a short ways. We get to the hoped for rendezvous, but no Itchy. Another 15 minutes and another call wife his wife, we go on.
At the meet point in Topeka, Itchy pulls in as we're getting ready to leave. He found us by the "Spot" tracking. We believe all to be good and make our two planned stops in Topeka. But we couldn't leave Topeka without losing two riders.
We stop in Wamego to view the eagle memorial there, I ask as we park where are Bill and Charlie? I am told we lost them in Topeka. Huh? I can't quite figure out why nobody sped up and let me know.
We stop to fuel up after the eagle, HotWheels pulls away from the pump and heads back to town. I ask what's going on? She is going back to look for a glove that GravelFinder lost as we left the eagle. OK, it's a small town, shouldn't be long, but another 10 minute delay.
We get to the lunch stop 1.5 hours late, no biggie, it isn't a long leg and we only have about 100 miles to go after lunch. Bill and Charlie show up as we are about done with lunch, good to know they're alive and well.
Two minutes after leaving lunch, I get flagged down again. Itchy is missing. Huh? Itchy pulls up, he has lost his mufflers. He has lost his mufflers. They fell off. They fell the fuck off? He says he is going back, and for us to go on, he will meet us in Wilson.
We are going to historical society museums in Ellsworth, as they expect us to stop every year. The ladies really are very nice. They have iced tea, lemonade, brownies and cookies waiting for us. But this simple stop can't be simple on this day. Brent doesn't see my turn signal and brake light, as I start to make my right turn, we just about collide. I swerve left, he applies brakes hastily. He hits sand, rear tire locks up, bike fishtails, Brent goes down. Couple of bumps and bruises, and a broken right mirror. GravelFinder and HotWheels get the bike off of Brent, and he is back on his feet right away.
Thursday night and Friday morning are marvelous, Paul and Tina hosted all of us at their lake home. We sat on the deck watching the sunset over the lake Thursday evening. Tina prepared us great breakfast this morning. Looks like Friday is going to be a better day. But wait.....
Paul mentioned that his radio and dash were blinking off occasionally, GravelFinder and I both said check the connections at the battery. He got them tightened up Thursday evening, but he has bigger problems, bike started missing and not starting Friday morning out by Goodland. He decides he had better stop where he is, and passes the backpack to GravelFinder to take to Castle Rock, problem solved.
Paul gets a call from another rider they were to meet at Limon, CO asking if everything is OK, "Spot" hasn't moved in two hours. Shit! Spot is in trunk, backpack is just about to Limon.
And all of you thought nothing happens in Kansas.