Getting out of Rolla using my GPS ran me in circles and took me at least five miles out of my way (that is like thirty miles out of your way in a car). Gps programs just haven’t got it figured it out for bicycles. We need to remember that these devices are only machine, yet we are so trusting of them. Why I didn’t cross check it with my map is simply a laps in good judgement. Finally, after much frustration, I found my way south out of town. The route 66 roads were mixed in with other roads. My map, compass and gps had me weaving south through some beautiful countryside which has been the exception during this journey. The hills still plagued me and later in the afternoon my nemesis the headwind picked up. The good news is that I found a warmshowers host in St Robert. They rolled out the carpet, whatever I needed. Great shower, food, laundry, tv (watched the Yankees and Cleveland in game one) and enjoyed talking with the kids as well as mom and dad. Everyone had to leave for the evening for a few hours so there I was in their house alone. In the midwest people are friendlier and much more trusting than the east and west coast people. Tomorrow, I will shoot for Lebanon and beyond but rain is in the forecast, not fun.
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