We've been wet for three days. Giggling to myself as Longfellow's words of "Into every life a little rain must fall" echoed through my mind, I nestled down into my rain gear as booming claps of thunder and flashing bolts of lightening crackled though gray sky on Friday as we made our way from Missouri into Parsons, Kansas for lunch. As we rolled into the quaint little community we were already soaked to the bone and before we saddled up to head out in soggy seats, Jason Sims had decided to call it a day.
Riders were given a rain delay as Jason called the game out of concerns for the group's safety. There were still another 120-miles of the route to cover and we were scanning the horizon for an ark to get us to high ground. For those who'd made it to the lunch stop, they were given all the points for the day and allowed to call their support vehicles to trailer the bikes into Wichita, the evening stop. It wasn't a total wash out, however. Before calling it a night, the Cannonball clan was invited out to take a tour and share a meal at the newly opened Twisted Oz motorcycle museum in Augusta, Kansas.
Cannonball rider #24, Kelly Modlin and his family rolled out the red carpet with a steak dinner and all the trimmings. Grateful riders sat dripping on the folding chairs under the canopy in the parking lot and enjoyed the warm midwest hospitality.
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