Cycling Date: Saturday 11-July-15
Mileage: 72 miles
Weather: Upper 60s to start. Mid 80s to end. Humid. Winds out of the SSE (again) but not quite as strong as yesterday.
Highlights of the day:
Forecast warned of thunderstorms all afternoon. As I type this, it’s blue skies with some white clouds. All riders are in without any rain. We will not talk about the “r-word” and how little we’ve seen of it. We will continue to take such conditions with a great deal of gratitude.
The route was through farm country. There are corn and soybean fields. Sometimes just corn (View A). Sometimes just soybeans (View B). Sometimes corn to the left and soybeans to the right (View C). Sometimes soybeans to the left and corn to the right (View D). We did spy at least one pig farm and lots of obligatory cows. So there is some variety. In a rural-y, two crop-y, livestock-y kinda way.
Our SAG stop was in the town of Canistota. The whole town comes out for three days of fun, including a carnival, parade, street sports, mud races, street dance, fireworks, golf tournament, beanbag tournament, kiddie tractor pull, baseball & softball games, and bingo. It’s quite the event. Every year we come through just in time for the kiddie tractor pull. Little kids from 3 and up try to pull a sled with weights using various pedal power “tractors”. It’s serious competition. Everyone is a winner and everyone gets a ribbon.
From the SAG on in, we were on State Highway 42. It was time to ride the South Dakota rollers one last time. A bit more work but they were miles leading the riders into Sioux Falls and another rest day. Hard to believe but we’re up to our third rest day. Again, well earned after eight consecutive days in the saddle.
Tomorrow we welcome five new riders to our fold. (4) alumni, 3 of whom will be finishing the second half of their Across America North journey, (1) rider new to the AbB experience, and (1) former North ride leader. A nice group of new faces for our on-road family.
It’s that time in the tour when we need to be reminded to look up occasionally. You can miss a lot of this country focusing on that wheel right in front of you. It all goes so darned fast out here. We’ll be dipping wheels in the Atlantic before we know it.