Slippery when wet.
The universe misunderstood us. It must have heard rain, rain, rain. I knew I was in trouble when every person I ran into asked me how the weather was treating us. Oh well, it made for good video. It was pouring all morning.
Dubuque Fire Department sheltered us from the weather and made us a 5 star breakfast. We stood around drinking coffee waiting for the rain to let up. Luckily, one of the guys drove me down to the local bike shop to buy a jacket. The lady at the bike shop opened up half hour early for us. About 10am, we decided we were going to suck it up and ride.
The nice thing about the rain out here is that it rains hard and you don’t have to worry about whether or not you are going to get wet, your are soaked right now. It was fun riding in the rain.
Chris’s home town did us right. This is where small towns put city folk to shame. Crossed aerial ladders, 29 fire trucks, one helicopter and over three hundred people showed up to welcome us into town. Me and my new friend Dale took our time getting into town and they still laid out the red carpet. There was enough food to feed two armies. Best of Show……….Mount Horeb.
Santa made it to Chris’s house. New wheels, tires, iPod, Starbucks card, via, shirts, letters, and candy. Thanks to all my Santas: The Nolen Family, Cesar Garcia, Erik and Chanthou and my wife!