The night in Ordway, CO was an interesting one. I asked for a place around to pitch the tent and was sent in the direction of a lady from New Zealand. She hosts cyclists passing through and has two large trailer homes outside her house. So when i arrived i was shown where everything was in the house, bathroom, laundry, the kitchen and told to use what i need. She had a Swiss lady and Belgian man staying with her as part of the Woofer program(where people come to america and go out into the country to experience life on the farm and give a hand around the place) and as they were leaving the next day, and i needed food i joined them for dinner in the local VFW(Veterans of Foreign Wars) pub for a bite to eat. When we returned to the house, five more cyclists, four from Boston and one from Georgia they had met along the way, had arrived and were cooking in the house. It is certainly strange to me that people will open up their homes like this, in quiet areas, to absolute strangers, but i have to say the hospitality and generosity shown by these people i have met so far has been great.
The other cyclists fed me stories of wild dogs in Missouri (which only turned out to be partially true, touch wood, i have a few miles before i am out of here yet) and i told them of the cold in the mountains. I left the bears out, didn't want to frighten them too much. The next morning I repaired a slow puncture i had, and noticed my tire was bald. A bald tire in less than 3 weeks. The other cyclists were getting theirs changed in Pueblo that day so one of them gave me an old tire and put on their own spare to get me through Kansas. As the next bike shop was on the far side of Kansas.
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