Day 38 – Someone To Watch Over Me

Day 38 – Someone To Watch Over Me

The pics are now uploaded from yesterday’s blog. please go and have a look. I love the pic of the road surface when it goes from bad to worse.


Today I walked through Lebanon. This brought back fond memories of directing the play ‘Someone Who’ll Watch Over Me’ back when I was in Uni. Directing and producing plays were definately the biggest challenges of my life before I embarked on this and now I look back and the effort I put into those seems insignificant compared to this. Anyway The last four miles of leg one Dad walked with me before he headed off. We recounted some of the steps I had taken and it was obvious by some of the long silences that his departure was going to affect us both.

Bye Bye Pappa Beebs

Well we both tried not too, but it ended up being a pretty teary goodbye. Not out of sadness but more just it has been so much fun. I would love to have my close family with me every step of the way but then I guess this journey would be totaly different. I quite like the fact that I am the only person who will have done the whole trip and seen all the different dynamics. Anyway Dad headed off and re-traced my steps all the way back to Chicago. He stopped in to see Roger Matson at Lincoln and was shown round the town in a similar fashion to the way Sir Michael and myself were only a week or so before. Roger has done a sterling job in getting an article published in the local paper. Click here to see it and here are the photos. Anyway dad is now safely back in Chicago and will be flying back across the pond tomorrow. Safe travels dad, you have been a fountain of knowledge from your 25 mile a day walk when you were 16 to underestimating how much help you have been over the last week. In the words of the American’s ‘Gods Speed’


We have finished tonight in Marshfield, MO. The people here seem very friendly and especially Pete who I bumped into in my last half mile. He was just about to get on some contraption that apparently cuts grass but to be honest it looked more like a mechanical beetle. He had a fantastic moustache and such an expressive face. It literally lit up when I explain what I am doing. I unfortunately had no razors on me from my sponsors as it would have been a fantastic opportunity. Pete I hope you find the blog ok and please leave a comment below. We should be in Springfield MO tomorrow lunch time then I am aiming for my next target to be the half way mark…Tulsa!

Jon Beeby
  • Nic Beeby
    Posted at 05:31h, 08 June

    Jon, It has been fabulous to be with you over the last week. It seems a long time since we met up in Granite City, just north of St Louis! After I left you in Lebanon this morning and started driving the 480 miles back to Chicago, I kept seeing all the places you have been through – I really couldn’t believe that you walked all that way in just 13 days!  By the beginning of next week you should be in Tulsa and that is your half way point!!! The second half will have different challenges but I know you are prepared. It has been great to walk just a few miles with you. I think what you are doing is absolutely phenomenal and I am so so proud of you. Know that I am with you as you take every step, as are all your family, friends and followers. 
    You can definitely do this – for YOU it is not “A Step Too Far?”
    With all my love Dad xxxxxx

  • Roger Matson
    Posted at 13:33h, 08 June

    Jon, You are the MAN!!!!!!!!   Roger Matson

  • Pete
    Posted at 23:11h, 09 June

    Hi Jon, I found you! My wife and I are so happy we can track your travels…. We wish you the best. Thanks for including me in your blog. You’re a fascinating person; if I had the time I would fallow you in my mechanical mower.

  • Alicebeeby
    Posted at 03:11h, 10 June

    This is the day I cycled 30miles to your end point. I hope you got the email I sent you with the pictures!!! So proud xxx

  • Esther Van Roy
    Posted at 21:01h, 12 June

    Hi Jon, my sister told me about your blog.  I live in California, and I just wanted to comment on the picture of that guy with the fantastic moustache riding the mower, he’s my brother, and you couldn’t have bumped into a nicer guy. I haven’t seen him in a couple of years and that picture is great.  Good luck on the rest of your journey.
    Esther Van Roy