There is a musical called "Oklahoma," -- "Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain..." I wondered today if the author of that song had ever really been to OK, because there aint no plains -- OK (especially east of OKC) is all hills!
Andy's bike has a fairly serious problem with the rear rim. We are praying that it will hold out until we arrive in Tulsa and can get it replaced.
We were all pretty worn out today as we turned our bikes into the Best Western parking lot. Luey's temperature gauge read 42 C / 107.6! I went to the pool to soak some sore muscles -- tempted to grumble a little, that is, until I met two nice young men using the motel pool to do therapy. One needed a wheelchair and the other crutches. Somehow, my legs didn't ache so much anymore!
On Route 66 we stopped at a little Motorcycle Museum. It actually had a '75 Honda Goldwing -- same color as the one I gave up several year ago! It broke my heart to part with my classic motorcycle. I wonder if sometimes we hold on too tightly to the stuff of this earth. What would you give up to save souls? A UPG? What did Jesus give to save you?
Tonight we've been warned there could be storms. There use to be a mall next door to this motel. It was completely destroyed by a twister! Tomorrow, Lord willing, we will pedal to Tulsa, and the Sandusky Ave. Christian Church. Brenda is already there waiting for us! :-)
Thank you for praying!
Dave, Luey and Andy