By Alex Goldsmith
Well folks, here we are, in Weatherford, Oklahoma. It was, as usual, sad to leave the place that had become temporary home but after two nights with a pillow and comfy sheets we had to leave for fear of becoming soft.
After a quick breakfast we were out the door (okay we are still working on making it quick, but you get what I mean). On our way out we ran into a group of motorcyclists who were also touring the country so we challenged them to a race. They hung out at the hotel for at least another hour and still beat us. Our fearless trip leader led a devotional about how our God is not in any hurry and neither should we. Our lives our always busy and this trip is a great opportunity and reminder that there are more important things in life. We should slow down and admire the things that God has placed all around us.
After our final goodbyes to Oklahoma City we saddled up for the first long haul in two days and our rested tushes rejoiced to be reacquainted with their long-lost companion known as the bike seat.
We worked our way mostly west today. Passing through Reno, Oklahoma we made it onto the world famous Route 66.
The continuous rolling hills and headwind during our 73-mile journey was a great way to embrace the daily devotion of taking it slow. We had no other choice. Well that goes for me anyway, there are always those speedy fellahs up front that seem to be unaffected by any element that could be thrown at them. We worked our way down the historic road and into Weatherford. Our temporary place of residence is The South West Oklahoma State University campus or better known as SWOSU. Another night with beds!!! We are truly blessed on this trip. It is now time for this tired boy to hit the hay. On behalf of all The Fuller Center riders, thank you for reading, and thank you for your continued support and prayers.
I miss you Tom Tebbe.
Scott Harrison, if you are reading this, it is time to drink up. It’s accumulative.