Hope again. I’ve been in touch with the guys many times by phone since mid-afternoon. Phil’s cold is bringing him down. Blake said that out of the 100 miles today, 86 were climbing—hard day. With about 20 miles to go a good Samaritan named Whitney drove by Phil (and didn’t think he looked too well). Then, she saw Blake up ahead, I guess, and after speaking with him, found out Phil was sick. She offered him a ride into Cottonwood. I had found a walk-in medical clinic online rather close to their hotel and had told Phil about it earlier in the day. Whitney dropped him off there. Isn’t it great to know there are helpful people out there like her?
At least at the clinic Phil found out he did not have strep throat. Of course they weren’t quite sure what it was, but gave him a prescription for some antibiotics. He hasn’t filled the prescription yet though.
Blake said that Day 4 (today) and Day 6 are ‘signature’ days. Today was practically all uphill climbs and Day 6 is 146 miles…one of the longest days. He thinks after this first week (and after they’re through the mountains) things will get better.
Hopefully Blake will blog tomorrow night. He was expecting to write tonight, but he’s too tired.
Hope
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