June 26 finds Craig and I trickling out of MO and into OK. Eventually running at a good clip on US 64. It's hot. 100+F. We pass a bank sign flashing 105F. Arriving in Alva OK at a service station in the early evening. We ask the attendant where to find economy camping...."free camping". She does not know and asks a lump of flesh hunkered over a plate of tater wedges. Before he can answer a grissled gentleman two chairs down says we can camp "under the bridge" on US 281.
Pardon? Apparently he is the foreman for the construction on the "new bridge" and ok's us to camp under the new section being built. Said he would be by to "check on us" later that night.
We locate the bridge. Looks good....however we feel a little uneasy about the set-up. Thoughts of being assigned a roommate named Ben Dover at the Co Jail for trespassing in a construction zone dance through our head. Worse, the prospect of being "checkd on" late at night by the foreman is the final straw in the decision to relocate. We opt for a side road about 1/4 mile away that dead-ends into a man-made hill. Totally out of sight.
It's still 100+ and sleep comes with great sweat effort around 2am. We break camp the next morning and leave waving to the workers on the bridge.
We uneventfully make Tinidad CO by nightfall on the 27 and meet our two other riders; James and Don. We pick-up the TAT on June 28.