Daddy’s Log: Day 4, St. Louis metro
Go big or go home
Finally,
I made the call with a threatening sky looming in the west: Back that van up! Annnd we
juuuust barely made it. After driving about 2 miles, the unseasonably chilly
July day set up another delay: The tires needed more air.
With
rain falling again, I ditched the idea of having anything on my feet at all.
The good folks of St. Louis County can just be happy I was trying to get
moving, because a whole lot more may have come off had I not been trying to
make up lost time.
Except
for steady rain, the first hour passed with little trouble. As we headed into
rural Missouri on I-70, the rain became much heavier, and the outside
temperature gauge read 62. In Missouri. In July.