Quote Originally Posted by pooks
I loved reading your report, eclectic!

It's amazing -- I can't even imagine doing what you did. And as I say like a broken record -- I don't do heat! Any reason they didn't wait a few weeks for it to be cooler?

And, um, a personal question.

You talked about eating and eating and eating. (I can imagine!)

What happens if you end up needing to, um, expel some of the food from your body when you're out cycling in the middle of nowhere as part of a group?

Or does that not happen when your body is working hard, cycling. Maybe (hopefully) it doesn't decide to poop until you stop?

(I can't believe I'm asking this question. I also can't believe I'm having so much trouble wording it in an adult manner. Sheeeesh.)
Normally on a tour you find you own stop. Many tours are in areas where there are lots of small towns with gas stations, etc. However, there weren't so many towns in N. Dakota so the organizers have their own port-a-potties. It was quite funny, every morning you could count on the first one being 10 miles out of town. Then they were moved to the sag stops. There were "his" and "hers". Hers had a pink seat and shelf with a vase of plastic flowers. They provided hand wipes, sun screen and body lotion.

There were plastic geese on the tops of the port-a-potties. They were dressed like the participants of the Lawrence Welk show!

On the hot days water containers accompanied the portapotties.