The retelling of Day 21 will rely more heavily on memory than my previous and remaining Trans Am reports. I've been leaning quite heavily on the Strava data from each days riding, namely time, distance and topography to provide a basic outline for each 'days play' but alas no data...
Lethargy and body soreness were my companions on the morning of Day 20. It was the sting in the tail from my increased effort over the last 3 days over which time I had averaged 295 kilometres per day vs the 233 kilometres over the previous 17 days. It...
Sharing a hotel room definitely fast tracks the old up, up and away routine. It's a combination of, "I don't want to inconvenience the other guy" and an ever so subtle "I don't want to let the other guy get a head start on me". We were...
Heather woke us at around 4 am. The poor thing looked really tired but as always she was sporting a smile. James had just gone to bed having just finished servicing our bikes. These guys were just amazing, both with an ironclad commitment to providing...
Having holed up in a hotel room in Ness City for 24 hours I was well rested but I really didn't feel like riding my bike. The intangible force that compelled me each morning to pack up and hit the road regardless of how I was...
My first night in the tent was one of the best nights sleep thus far. I woke frequently due to the howling wind and general discomfort of a barely inflated mattress but the sum total of deep sleep was more than enough to repair and...
True to my plan for a relatively early start I was on the bike at 5:46 am. I felt good and was keen to get going but needed to find somewhere for a quick breakfast and some additional water to strap to the bike....
I was up before 6 am feeling a lot more spritely than I had yesterday morning. Mind also in gear and excited about getting over Hoosier Pass and smashing the "downhill" section into Eastern Colorado. Speaking of smashing I did similar to a few leftover...
I awoke at around 6:30 am keen to crack on into Colorado, the 5th of the 10 states that the Trans Am route meanders across. My mind was keen but my body not so much. No pain but just a general malaise that made...
I reckon it must have been my fanatical desire to get the hell out of Wyoming that forced me up out of "bed" at 3 am to the duelling alarms of my and JJ's phones. Arrrrrgh! That and the fact that my daily distance output...