Well we broke the sat nav over a 1000 miles ago and had been getting on ok with out it. That was untill we hit the big cities, D.C was the first task and wasn't too much of a problem untill we had to leave. Eventually we found our way out going the right way and tried to find a cheap motel. After about 10 miles and hearing passers by make comments like 'look at dem white boys' as well jumping out from the side walk to try and knock Luke off his bike we decided there was nothing going in our price range, so we decided to cycle through the night... We made it about 3 miles before stopping in a bar. After Lashing it up with some of the locals we set off again, 2 miles down the road we found there was about 5 motels in our price range that every one we asked swore blind didn't exist. As it was now 2am it seemed best that we just cracked on and headed for Baltimore a mere 20 miles down the road. It was in Baltimore that we succumb to fatigue (and beer) and decided to settle down on the nice comfy concrete behind a garage. Only an hour later and we were rudely awoken by a bin wagon and someone moving around in the garage so we gave up on sleep and headed into the centre of Baltimore. It turns out where we stopped was not a nice place! The whole of Baltimore was pretty messed up and the police were dressed up like they were patrolling a war zone. Luckilly my tyres held up and I didn't have to stop to fix punctures. Philladelphia was easy by comparison and it was 2 more days (and one more puncture) before we hit the Atlantic Ocean, at a place called Sandy Hook in the Bay just below New York. Here we dipped our bike tyres in the ocean an congratulated ourselves on a job well done...then we cheated a little. We caught a ferry accross the bay to Manhatten Island By this time we'd had some celebratory drinks which made finding our hostel somewhere in Brooklyn with no sat nav and the wrong kind of map that little bit more interesting. Thats pretty much it though. We left San Diego on the 21st of June and now 3300 miles, 40 days, 18 inner tubes, 5 tyres and 3 hangovers later our journey is complete. We've cycled coast to coast across the states! Thats all folks, thanks for following.

Philadelphia from a distance

He really shouldn't be driving with his eyes closed, we shouldn't be in a car?!

Leaving Washington

Oh look its that place from Forest Gump

Rear end of the White House

Looking old...as ever. (I blame it on the sun)

I'm writing to you now 36 days in, on the outskirts of Washington, having rode an average of 100 miles a day for the last 9 days. We are most definately ready to finish this bad boy. Who ever said that riding across the Appalachian Mountains is fun, needs to spend 36 days non stop on my saddle and then re-phrase that. All bad jokes aside it has been some of the most beautiful riding we have done. Why the dramtic start to this blog you may ask?....Well over the next 3 days we will be riding through the west of Phillie and into the bronx of New York and i have a feeling we may stick out like a couple of sore thumbs and may not make it out alive. For all the dog lovers out there you will be glad to hear that Ad's has managed to keep the pepper spray at bay but seems increasingly keen to use it on me, fortunately i'm carrying my own and am also blessed with the lightening reactions of Cheetah. We hope over the next few days to upload some of the wonderful sights of the east coast before signing off for our well deserved rest. Not long now folks, stick with us!

We found Bambi
Just chillin whilst Ad's fixes puncture number 15.....ouch!

Oh yeah, the milky boy kid is getting a tan

After our last stop in Crossvile, Tennessee I've managed to destroy 3 more inner tubes, ruin another tyre, fall off my bike again and leave my UK mobile in a motel room. Despite all this we've made some good ground and should be on target to make NY on the 40th day. Currently we're making a strong start on the Appalachian Mountains and planning to follow them for another 200 miles or so, which is great seen as I love hills so bloody much. You may of guessed that the novelty of cycling accross a America wore thin a few hundred miles back but we've only got 6 days to push so I can probably make the last few miles without pushing Luke into oncoming traffic....Probably. The generosity of the natives still hasn't faltered, despite the warnings in the western states. Yesterday as we left Tennessee two guys stopped off to say hi and explained that they were fellow cyclists. Next thing we know they've shot off saying that they'll catch us up down the road to resupply us with kit. True to their word a few miles later they catch us up and donate 3 tryes, 2 inner tubes and some gatorade so thank you Mike and Ken.

Oh yeah, I got to give a dog a blast of CS pepper spray to the face yesterday morning. We often get chased by dogs especially at night but usually shouting at them or cycling away at speed is enough. These 3 weren't so lucky! The one that got the pepper spray stopped to try and scratch his face off while the other 2 decided it would be better to bite each other. Word must of got around as the dogs are keeping their distance now. Yeah!!

Just one of many wipeouts
What a way to wake up

The motel where Martin Luther King was shot

Mum and Dad, i've been trying to tell you for years!

So happy to find Worcestershire Sauce