So Denise and I get off to a pretty early start this morning for our 150 km day. We get on our bikes and hit the road only to be met immediately by a devastating headwind. Exhausted, we barely make it to Corey's first sag stop 30 km in. It is quite a daunting task to mount a bike with a very sore bum and knowing that you have over 120 k to go yet.. in to the wind. We are moving enragingly slow along the rough shoulders of Nebraska, when who should go sailing by, but our dear saviours, the Stehouwers. They scooped us up in their draft and took us the entire rest of the way. From what looked like could have been the longest day of our lives, these are the guys you need to make any day brighter. We got in to York, Nebraska at around 3:30 this afternoon and got reeses pieces blizzards from McDonalds, obvi. We are staying in York College tonight where we have been hooked up to the internet all evening in air conditioning! It is the weekend and we are so looking forward to it. Just 153 km standing in the way.
If you lose your map, just head into the wind and you're sure to be going the right direction.
We no longer butter our bread, just our butts.
No need to go to Egypt, just come to Nebraska and you can literally get hit with the locust plague every day.
Showering is no longer effective as sweat begins to drip again the second you get out.
Ice cream has never tasted so good.
The prairies are not flat.
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