Camdenton--> Owensville
Late last night I got a text from my Dad and, after a few exchanges, I found out that because of some clever travel planning, I'd be seeing him the next morning. It was absolutely great news to hear.
We woke up the next morning and I shared with Melina and Sean that we would be getting a sag wagon the next day (a term used to indicate a vehicle traveling in support of cyclists with food, spare parts, etc.). After some hiccups over gravel roads, we finally got to a paved road that I could pin our location on to have my Dad drive over. At our usual resting place, the Gas Stations of America, we met and he took all of our bike bags.
Throughout the day we met sporadically as my Dad brought some Gatorades to us at the top of a particularly steep climb and at a diner for lunch. For me, it was a huge encouragement to see my Dad and get at least a feeling of home back.
Without our panniers we made good time and reached Owensville, which set up our destination of St. Louis tomorrow.
We ended the day with a room donation from the Motor Inn and one of the best dinners/food in general we've had on the trip at a cafe in town.
Closer to home,
Nate
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