Running across America
 
 

"...We moved through towns about 20 miles apart, such as Lexington and Gothenburg.  About 10 miles short of Gothenburg, Dave Boatman (one of my support team) pulled in on the hard shoulder of the flat, straight highway.  It was boiling under a cloudless sky, and I could feel my legs and arms burning under the high, scorching sun..."
"...Standing in the shade by the side of the RV, I took off my sweat-soaked hat. My hair was matted and damp with sweat. Dave came outside with a pan of water. I leant forward, asking Dave to pour the water over my neck and head. It was heavenly. Pure bliss..."
 
 

 

 

"...Occasionally a car would rush by, while others slowed down to check if we were OK.  I looked down the road from where I had come.  It disappeared into the horizon...

"...Off I started.  Slowly, slowly.  "See you in five, Dave" I said.  "All right, mate" he said, without looking up, furtively writing things down.  I checked my watch.  11.32 a.m..."