I awoke early 3 a.m. to be precise, and just like Tom Hanks dragged myself over to the Restroom where I began giving myself a good scrub. After sitting around planning on the internet and chatting to Karen on Skype, it was time to head towards Walmart,where i was going to purchase a good hybrid bike and racks to hold the panniers I borrowed from Dan the man. (he cycled from London to Dakar and then from Windhoek to Cape Town, such courage) that I had seen on their website. I enthusiastically arrived at Walmart,but my enthusiasm turned into dispare. Antonio the bike assistant was not going to commit himself to anything more than showing me a 21 speed mountain bike and a rack that didn't fit it. Out of great stress i purchased them thinking i could make the rack fit. I suddenly knew i was in big trouble, so I prayed, then prayed some more. Then I went onto the internet and found warmshowers.org (a website where there is a reciprocal arrangement to accommodate cyclists touring). I phoned the first chap closest to Walmart and said I am in deep trouble and need help. He obligingly offered to pick me up bike and all. After he viewed the bike and a short conversation he suggested that he would take me to the bike shop he used the next morning. He dropped me off at the shop,baggage,bike,rack and all. I had an hour or so to spare so I treated myself to a much deserved breakfast with danish pastry washed down smooth mango juice. Joe the manager of the bike shop, Spokes, took one look at the bike I bought from Walmart and told me that I couldn't fit a rack on it. He sized me up and produced a 20 " bike ,it fitted me just right. That evening I found a spot in the woods to make camp. After ten minutes of erecting the tent, I heard this weird noise, a cold sweat formed on my forehead as I saw this deer looking like it was ready to charge me. Most of the night I was kept awake by these strange sounds. Below are pics of the new Bike (Hybrid 24 speed, double rims and rack) and my camp in the woods.