After a restful night in Golden city we got up and got on the road very early. Today turned out to be a "fix-it" day. The past few days we have had a coolant leak in the RV. We had not been able to locate it so we just make sure the radiator is completely full every morning. About 20 miles into the ride Deb was pulled over along side the road and was getting ready to hand me some bottles when I noticed a pool of water under the engine. I looked under the RV and finally located the leak. (It was in between the alternator and middle earth). I asked a local tractor dealer if they could fix it and they sent me to their vehicle repairman. Deb took the RV to the garage while I pressed on. The mechanic, named Wayne, was also the town's preacher, taxidermist, and rodeo clown. He repaired the leak and Deb met me in Fair Grove. While she was at the garage I had some mechanic issues of my own. My derailleur and chain was messed up and I rode the first 70 miles in one gear (and it wasn't an easy gear 56x27).After I met Deb I got my tool box and fixed my gears. Everything was back on track. I took off again and rode the Ozark mountains (which are really just steep, snotty hills). I had a slight tailwind and felt that I could ride until the cows come home*. We finally made it to Houston, MO. We ate dinner and did some quick shopping for necessities. Total miles for the day =150
* Sometimes... the cows don't come home. The coalition for missing and exploited cows needs your help. Please send whatever money can, won't you? A wayward bovine will thank you (moo chos gracias)
back in my day all bikes had were one gear.
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