Sunday 11 November 2012

DAY 75

Hanksville, UT to Moab, UT
Did we mention Luke's shredded rear tyre? Well he has one, it's wearing extremely thin. Why, you ask? Because, and we only realized this today, when we changed a flat a week ago we put it on backwards so the tread is being completely chewed up. Dumb idiots. So after fixing this problem the newly inflated and correctly oriented tyre officially karks it! 

So we're stuck in this hell-hole, Hanksville, and the beginning of a fierce cold-snap is rumbling overhead as we try and hitch a ride to Moab. After a while Merril, a Coloradan, gives us a ride in his pick-up truck. He kindly goes out of his way to take us into Moab itself. Onya Merril. 

On the ride there he takes us to the most popular diner in Utah, Ray's of Green River, then we buy some melons from a fruit stand, a fruit for which Green River is famous. Merril is a legend. Dressed in denim overalls, he makes us laugh when answering his mobile phone by yelling "yeah this is me" and later describing the slowness of his old truck as similar to a "terd of hurdles....I mean a herd of turtles". 

In Moab we fix the tyre issue, hang out and explore a bit. Turns out very quickly that Moab is extremely bike-friendly with bike lanes and paths everywhere, cyclists everywhere, and mountain-bikes atop every second car roof. It's also super-friendly. We should fit right in.




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