We started this ride by waiting in a severe thunderstorm for the ferry. The ferry was late because of the weather and also that it had been in dry dock for 8 months and they were just putting it back on line. The storms had left water all over the road in Fort Morgan so we biked through standing water for quite a ways. Larry got a flat tire so he and I fixed it while Greg went. Greg had family meeting him in Milton and he wanted to get in and showered before they came. Larry and I had to wait a while for the bike mechanic to put the final air in the tire and to get the rear derailleur back in place. The rock in Larry's tire was sharp and about 1/4 inch in size. I've never seen a rock in a tire like that. We biked on and into FL passing the place where the Blue Angels are housed. We had lunch in Pensacola (where the train boxcars held different lunch options.) Right after lunch Larry had another flat tire, this time on the front tire. We got it changed but had to wait probably 1 1/2 hours for the mechanic to come with the air pump. It was a great ride after lunch, but we only made it into camp at 6:00. As it turned out, Greg only made it by 5:50 because he had major problems with spokes
and spoke nipples that took a while to solve. Greg still met his company but was a little distracted because of having to get his bike ready for the next day.