However I usually might have a beer or perhaps a glass or 2 of wine. Don't judge me you bastards, what do you know anyway!
So, here in the states you can't buy a single small beer. It's a six pack or these single giant things that probably equal a six pack. Herein lies the problem. We have had a great day and I'll get back to that in a moment but the day has been hot and not really involved much food. At the end of our days endeavours I thought I would have afore mentioned beer, which I duly did, and then write this blog. Bad idea. I am now resisting strong urges to tell you all how much I love you and then burst into tears. On top of that Dave doesn't drink so I am trying to act natural( most of you have been there but trust me, your parents always know- they were there too).
Ok, I digress.
Both of us are very excited. Tomorrow morning at 5am I'm going to kick Daves arse out of bed( yeah right say the McMillan clan) to start our day one of the Trans America Trail. Because we like to do things that way we are starting on the longest day of the TAT with plenty of warnings from Sam ( see blog 1)about not dallying, no more than 20minutes for lunch, don't pass certain points after a certain time or you will die out there etc etc
I'm sure I'll sleep well tonight...
Well today was spent doing final TAT preparations on the bikes. They are now on knobbly tyres and have route sheet holders, see photos, to help navigate. We ( Dave) also wired some looms that will allow us to plug Bernie, the winch in as required. Hopefully it will not be required.
I would like to give a big thanks to Hesters Bike shop here in Raton. John, Connie and JR were awesome in allowing us space to work on the bikes, lending a few tools and changing tyres, all with no pre-booking. Today's work could have been a real chore and ended up being a pleasant day doing the work and chatting. So thanks.
No other news really.
We have been out to eat and the beer has worn off.
Early to bed, till next time
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