Today I was shot. I woke up at six, got some breakfast and washed my clothes. I decided it would be prudent to soak my legs in hot water for a while before I left. I did that for a while then got my stuff packed... I serious: sometimes I think to myself "I just can't put this crap back in the box right now!" Said my goodbyes and took off down to Highway 34.
It was yet another brisk morning and it felt nice. The road curved a little and made a nice little crossing over the Platte again. I took it easy today and down shifted quite a bit today for fear of blowing out my knees (something that sounds incredibly painful to me). I stopped and got some water and Powerade in Aurora where my bike was blown over by the intense wind. Fortunately nothing broke.
The rest of the road was gravelly which created extreme drag and forced me to go even slower for fear of a flat. at about 2:30 I rolled into York (well the Northern part) I stopped in at a motel right off the highway, lured be it's advantageous locale, oh but fate was not so kind as to grant me a room. Blast! So 6 miles south I finally happened upon the America's Best Value Inn, where a home cooked continental breakfast is served starting at 6am, there's wifi, running water, people with teeth, laundry machines, and it's only 62 bucks a night... pretty damned good. I got right into my room and crashed for two hours then gorged out on a large cheese pizza, yes Jackie, I finished it myself. Then spoke to my sis for a bit and my momma and then went out to snap some early evening photos of the sky over the soy fields to the west. Tomorrow it's to Lincoln! Night.
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