This morning, went to the cafe in Olive Branch, Illinois. They didn't have wifi, so I figured I'd keep on going for a little while. Shortly after starting to ride, the tube under the shredded tire, now in front, goes flat. After several valiant attempts, I got rolling again. Not long after, the spare goes too. The shredded tire wasn't holding. Tried a few bandaid repairs, could do a few miles at a time. Went through all my remaining tubes. Finally, right after the last one went, a pickup truck pulled over. Driver offered me a ride.
The farmer, an avid cyclist himself, drove me over to Missouri. Not how I expected to cross into the state! He dropped me off at a Walmart, where I got a new tire and tube. Bike should be good to go again!
Then walked over to the McDonald's. A really sweet mom and daughter came over, got me a meal, and we talked.
Now figuring out where I am and where to go next...
Rock & Roll!!! :)
We really give a hoot!