Not wanting to over sleep as a guest, I rallied after only seven hours of shut eye. Yesterday’s ride of sixty-five miles was a haul but arriving at a safe zone enabled me to re-energize with few hours than my standard eight. Seeking adventure digs deep into my mental energy. A short reprieve from this search can result in deeper, more efficient sleep. Both George and Niffy were up with breakfast cooking on the stove. After another delicious meal, George and I lifted my bike onto his workbench. The spoke creaking persisted despite my further tightening of the spokes. The wheels will more than likely need replacing but I am betting that they can make it through the trip without any major breakdown. Adjusting the derailleur proved equally frustrating, resulting in having to take the bike to a bike shop for fine tuning and explanation as to how to get the gears to properly shift. YouTube only explains so much. Face to face interaction with someone who knows what they are doing is really the best way to learn the process.
George invited me out to an Englush pub (imported board by board from England) to be with two other friends, Paul and Eric, to watch a soccer match between Manchester and Liverpool. Beer and chicken wings coupled by an intense match made for a fun afternoon. I can’t remember ever watching a soccer match beginning too end. No ads to boot.
Evening time, Niffy invited two couples over for a small dinner party, a very nice time. Close friends, very casual dress but a nice table setting. I pitched in during the clean up which Niffy appreciate.
Tomorrow I ride go Miami where I have reserved a hostel room. It is less than fifty miles to my destination.
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