I woke up at 4am and felt drained. I wanted to be on the road but I was too tired. I decided to stay in Carson and rest. I slept for a lot of the day so it was just as well I stopped. I want to be fresh for the mountains tomorrow.
Carson was an old frontier town and a pony express stop. It was the location for John Wayne's final movie, the Shootist, a poignant film about an ageing gunfighter. Alongside James Stewart the Duke dug out a really good performance. The final scene depicts the old gunfighters death. A short time after the movie was completed John Wayne died. As kids we were big fans. I remember the day his death was announced. It was nice to encounter his memory at some point on this journey.
On telly The sports commentators are mulling over 'Paddy' Harringtons great win in the golf. A few weeks ago when he won the British open the achievement was dismissed as really belonging to Tiger Woods. At least this time they have the good grace to recognise his achievement. They're even saying he's probably world golfer of the year. If Europe win the Ryder cup there will be no doubt. Its all about Phelps, though, and his quest for Olympic immortality. Best of luck to him.
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