Today was our first full day in Nebraska and it was a welcome change. There is nothing wrong with Wyoming, but it is really isolated….at least the portion that I traveled through. Traveling along Highway 20 in Wyoming, one could go for miles before seeing another road or town. I was reading about the town we stayed in last night, Lusk, and the entire county had a population of 3,200. It is the least populated county in Wyoming. There was a noticeable change in Nebraska. The landscape is greener; there are more roads; we traveled through small towns. It feels like the Midwest. As I travel ahead of the riders, I need to find a spot to park the SUV and wait for them to arrive. I usually find a driveway to a field that allows me to park the SUV a safe distance from the road. Today I notice something that didn’t occur before; many people.jpg)
would wave as they passed. If you live in the rural Midwest or grew up there, you know what I mean. Even as I drive down the road, many people wave. People at the local bar/restaurant where we stopped after the ride were friendly. As I got our order I asked one of the locals about the weather forecast. The sky looked threatening as we wrapped of the ride and we were wondering about tomorrow. The local asked where I was from and when I said Iowa, the subject went to the rain and flooding. He has a niece living in Muscatine and another relative in Tipton. They were not affected by the flood, but his relative in Tipton, their employer was flooded. Rushville has had rain earlier, but could use more. It was like being back at Breitbach’s in Balltown.
Today’s route was also quite scenic, especially the first half. The hills and rock formations were impressive. The second half of the route was more flat….that is until the last five miles where there were “rollers”. These little hills, one right after the other, are not difficult to bike…but after 100 plus miles in the saddle in 90 plus heat, they can be killers. I’m sure Gary and Matt will comment about these.
On the drive back to our hotel, Gary and Matt asked me if I had seen the helicopter in Gordon. I didn’t, so they pointed it out to me as we passed through Gordon. You’ll see several photos of it in today’s gallery. It’s a Cobra.
Bob
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would wave as they passed. If you live in the rural Midwest or grew up there, you know what I mean. Even as I drive down the road, many people wave. People at the local bar/restaurant where we stopped after the ride were friendly. As I got our order I asked one of the locals about the weather forecast. The sky looked threatening as we wrapped of the ride and we were wondering about tomorrow. The local asked where I was from and when I said Iowa, the subject went to the rain and flooding. He has a niece living in Muscatine and another relative in Tipton. They were not affected by the flood, but his relative in Tipton, their employer was flooded. Rushville has had rain earlier, but could use more. It was like being back at Breitbach’s in Balltown.Today’s route was also quite scenic, especially the first half. The hills and rock formations were impressive. The second half of the route was more flat….that is until the last five miles where there were “rollers”. These little hills, one right after the other, are not difficult to bike…but after 100 plus miles in the saddle in 90 plus heat, they can be killers. I’m sure Gary and Matt will comment about these.
On the drive back to our hotel, Gary and Matt asked me if I had seen the helicopter in Gordon. I didn’t, so they pointed it out to me as we passed through Gordon. You’ll see several photos of it in today’s gallery. It’s a Cobra.
Bob
