I slept in this morning, secure in my concealment from view, but when I emerged well after dawn to dig a cathole, I found that although I'd been concealed from headlights, drivers in daylight could see me just fine! Fortunately if anyone called the state troopers, they had better things to do than check up on me.

I strained my back wrestling the bike out of the ditch, and it hurt all day along with my knees. I followed Route 66 all day, passing through Davenport where I had a penpal once, but I couldn't remember his name! Got into Arcadia Lake later than I'd hoped but well before dusk.

Made corned beef hash for dinner and never will again -- it cooked just fine, but it left horrible grease all over the dishes!

41.2 mi