Pittsburg, Missouri

We rode into Pittsburg, Missouri, and stayed in a city park. The city is fairly large, and I rode around for a couple of hours looking for a grocery store. The cicadas are deafening, and the fireflies are bright.

We are almost sure that the foursome we have seen off and on for a couple thousand miles is somewhere in the city tonight. We have been unable to shake them, despite our efforts. They continue to stroll eastward ahead of us.

Yesterday, we left Chanute, Kansas. The hills are already rolling, and we are preparing for the steep climbs of the Ozarks. I always thought Kansas was flat. This is simply not true.