Day Six Surprises
The motel had a great restaurant and we loaded up on food. We've taking this calorie loading thing pretty seriously. I think we may all be gaining weight. Anyway, we ate and got on the road by daylight - about 7:20a. We had luxury of two SAG vans since Linda was now with us and Marilyn hadn't left us yet. Marilyn escorted us out of town while Linda did some shopping. I had found a route, on my iPhone, to get us back to 77 well north of town. It worked great. We hit 77 and started north. The wind from the north had resumed and would be with us all day. The road surface was good to great and the hills began to appear after some flat stretches.
The whole group was on good spirits. Plemons and I were, and still are, nursing bad left ankles. Orherwise, everyone is in good health. Mike Bell seemed to struggle the most as the day wore on. But we all arrived in Robinson together.
The surprises today came in the live radio interview. Becky Booker, whom we had met at the motel yesterday, said she would interview us on her radio program. We called the number at the appointed time. I was elected to do the calling. We called during our second break. As I answered Becky's questions on the phone, the others listened to the interview on the other van's radio. The interview lasted about 10 or 12 minutes. We had given her a GREAT Ride brochure, so she was pretty well prepared with good questions. She made an appeal to her listening audience for money. We were surprised and elated.
Another surprise came in Rosebud. We stopped at the DQ, as usual. This time, however, we were told we could order but we'd have to eat outside. The whole diningroom had standing water on the floor. Also, we got to help move tables outside while we waited for our orders. But, because we were so helpful, we got free ice cream. So that worked pretty good.
Then, the final surprise came also in Rosebud. We stopped at the Shell station for rest room needs - since the DQ was out of commission. There we were approached by the Rosebud Police- probably THE Rosebud policeman. He wanted to know what we were up to when he saw all the bikes. As he sat there in his policeman's car asking question, chewing on his cigar, we explained our cause to him. We gave him a brochure. Eventually, he warmed up to the idea and donated $4 to the cause. We took the money, a quick picture and left Rosebud, a town full of surprises.
Another event of note was Marilyn's departure. She left at the last breaktime to go see her mom who is being visited by her sister. She'll be back on Sunday.
The Robinson folks have received us warmly. David and Denice Hunter are keeping three of us. The other three are staying with the Hewitts.
Day Six is History and it's almost impossible to believe. God is good.
-Ron
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2 comments:
I think I have met that policeman (or his brother) before, waiting behind a roadsign to catch his victoms. But, seriously, you guys are the greatest. You can charm even the local cop into becoming a believer. Blessings, Don
I am continuing to pray for all of you -weather, smooth roads, no wind from the north, and no injuries (or no more bad ankles).
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