Well, Phil brought me to the Port Charlotte Bike Shop yesterday morning, and after a little problem solving I was back on the road by 10:30am. I stopped in Venice and grabbed a Stromboli for lunch, and was only a couple of miles down the road when Larry and Jo Rickfelder (Terry Murphy's parents) pulled me over. It's a small world - they looked great but I think Jo was disappointed that I wasn't hungry.
Once again there was a pretty brisk headwind (I never had that problem training in the family room) but I still got in 80 miles. I was pretty pooped at about 7:00pm but as luck would have it, the 6:00 mass at St. Anne Catholic Church in Ruskin (about 15 miles south of Tampa) was just letting out. Father McEvoy let me pitch my tent in back of the church. In an area where 80% of the residents are Hispanic, he was the only person with an Irish brogue. It's about noon on Sunday now and I'm writing this from the Howard Johnsons just north of Tampa. It might be tougher finding wi-fi spots than I thought, so don't worry if I miss a day.
6 comments:
Go CHAZ GO !!! :)
Go spaz. Love your brother - Steve.
Now that's the ticket, hang out with the irish priest....maybe some of that will rub off on you. Those head winds must poop you out a bit but, knowing your stamina.... you'll do it. Love, Dad & Mom
Hey Charlie!
You're keeping a good pace!
And finally a day with no bike problems - woohoo!
Keep it up brother!
Love-
Cathy
Morning Charlie from rainy Gaylord.
Glad to hear about the nice people you are meeting - we are all enjoying your postings and your pictures. Be safe my friend. I'm thinking after this adventure - a book might be in the works. Talk to you soon.
Hi Charlie
The boys in my class will be following your trip north. Take care and enjoy. Bill @ GHS
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