Sometimes even the strongest dose of determination can’t overcome certain obstacles. And darn – we wish it would!
This morning we woke Davy up really early to see how he was doing. He walked around the hotel for a while, then told us he could do it – his stomach hurt a bit, but he could push on today. We packed up.
An hour later the bikes were completely packed and ready to go. John headed up to the room for a final check – and we would be off. But then Davy slumped against the wall and announced that he couldn’t do it after all – his stomach hurt too badly to be able to ride.
Daryl, so excited and antsy to meet up with Jessie and Sammy, offered to ride Davy’s single today if Davy was well enough to ride on the tandem. And if you’ve read this blog at all, you’ll know that Daryl hates riding the single.
Davy still felt he couldn’t go on.
So we’re still here – spitting distance from the Verhage’s, but we can’t seem to get there. We’re keeping our fingers and toes crossed that we’ll be able to get on the road tomorrow.