Yesterday morning we left Siemen on the banks of the Mississippi in a small town called Chester. He's on his way north to St. Louis and a different trail, but we're hopeful to catch back up with him sometime in Kansas...
Thusly, Joe, John, and myself (Alan has gone to visit a brother in Chicago) department the town of Chester where the original Popeye the Sailor Man was from incidentally. Passing statues of Swee' Pee, Bluto and of course Popeye we crossed the decent sized bridge over the Mississippi and have made our way into Missouri. Currently we're resting comfortably in a biker's hostel in the foothills of the Ozarks and today should be in the midst of those mountains.
Looking forward to some climbing!
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