Hello from Fairfield, Idaho: The Friendliest town on the planet!
I did not make it quite as far as I intended on today’s touring.
Right now I’m camped in Fairfield city park.
Before anybody starts to worry, let me assure you that I checked in with the sheriff before I set up my tent, and he told me: “go right ahead, please enjoy our nice community.”
I limped into Fairfield around three pm this afternoon on a rapidly deflating rear tire and rampantly depleted glycogen stores.
Thankfully, the lovely Ms. Lorrie at the Fairfield information center welcomed me inside to sit down and collect my wits, she then pointed me in the direction of my current outdoor accommodations.
The reason I was so verklempt and exhausted upon my arrival into town is likely because the miles between Mountain Home and Fairfield this morning featured some substantial periods of protracted climbing.
The fact that my intended stopping point for lunch in Hill City was definitively shuttered may have also contributed to my delerium.
Luckily I had some fast-digesting sports drink mix stashed in my bag to power my pedaling.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t super-stoked to get my water bottle all nasty and sticky with my “hydration-fuel-mix,” so I did what any reasonable human being would do.
Despite my multiple brushes with disaster, I’m still going strong and stoked to be on tour. I patched up my tube as best I could.
Also, because this is Idaho, the scenery was FANTASTIC today! Enjoy some cloud-porn. I’m going to go watch the Fairfield Children’s Christian Camp sing their summer concert (Lorrie invited me, did I mention how NICE people are in Fairfield?)