Clarksdale to Stuttgart, Arkansas

97.5 miles. It was a tough day, period, but I felt slightly stronger than many considering I had a day in the van yesterday. When 2pm rolled around, though, and the sun hit us full force, my tail was cooked! We were stopping every 5 miles just to try to keep our body temperatures down and many had to be picked up by the van. To make things worse, we were singing to pass the time but all we could think about were songs about the sun!

Still, a rough day on the bike is better than a great day in a heck of a lot of other places. A mile out from the host, our team came across a giant inflatable bald eagle in someone's yard and broke into a loud and terrible rendition of the Star-Spangled Banner. It was such a great feeling to finally get "home".

We're sleeping at a high school field house tonight. Stuttgart is the rice and duck capital of the world (?) and, therefore, they grow a ton of rice. Which is done by flooding the fields. Which creates a breeding ground for millions of mosquitoes, so needless to say we've hung out indoors tonight.

Tomorrow is a chill 60 into Little Rock, and the following day is a day off! I can't wait - I'm definitely in need of one.

Until Next Time,

Lacy

Another border crossing! #ontothenextone

It's true. There were none.

 Not as nice of a break as it looks. Hot as the dickens.