Hot Hot Hot!🥵 I never reach the horizon ahead nor leave the horizon behind. I’ve been stuck in the middle week after week. This town has a very nice cycling hostel, the Honey Hub, and a great dairy bar.
Just another hot day on the endless prairie. The City Park here is awesome with shade, water & electric, and bathrooms with showers. There was just one couple in an old Airstream and we had a wonderful conversation until sleep time.
Wonderful night in the tent sans rain fly.
The plan today is to meet up with Nancy at Fort Lincoln Campground. All was going well until I started the 14 mile section on Interstate 94. I ran over debris that ruined my tire and 4 plugs could not stop the leak. I took off the tire to replace with a new spare. This is when I discovered that the rim strip was damaged and a tube wouldn’t work. At this point the man I met in the city park in Hebron stopped to offer me a ride to the campground. We had talked last night about the tour and where I would be traveling. He was also going to Hebron. After trying for 45 minutes in the wind and heat on the breakdown lane of the Interstate, I took the offer thanking him multiple times. At the campground I spent the rest of the day repairing the damage.
The tire wrecker
Seeing the sights.
Custer’s house
Fork Lincoln, Calvary barracks
Fort Meade, Infantry
Mandan, village
A 75 mile ride on the prairie. Steady 20 mph wind from the southwest, I was going east so I didn’t mind. I made it to Hebron mid afternoon. The rear tire got a puncture that I didn’t notice until I arrived at City Park where I camp tonight. After plugging the cut and added sealant there was plenty of time to relax out of the wind in the shelter.
Back to riding! I am riding out the last miles of Montana.
It’s amazing how the scenery changes from state to state. It’s not just here, it’s been the case for the entire tour. North Dakota, from the small bit I’ve seen, has more color.
I race a train as I head into Medora.
I am now settled in for the night. Tomorrow is another early day.
Route 200 is under construction and my update for my map advises me to arrange for someone to ferry me through the work area. I am so glad that Nancy is here and willing to do this. This section is wet and greasy with mud composed of silt from an ancient ocean floor. The car but mostly the camper is covered with two inch mud.
We had a late start due to a flat on the camper. I pumped it enough with my bicycle pump to tow it into town to have it repaired. This set us back two hours. With the time lost from the tire and ferrying there was not much point to spend the night at the planned sleep spot. After discussing the options I chose to ride to Nancy’s reserved campsite in Makoshika State Park. This option allows me to hike with her in the Badlands.
Nancy and I drove to Hell Creek with the doggies. The 25 miles on gravel was very rough jarring. I’m pretty sure I still have all the fillings in my teeth that I started with. Enjoy the views, the trip was definitely worth the bouncing.
After that we stopped into the Dinosaur Museum on our way back to the campground. There is a lot of history here, the curators are the people that discovered the first complete T-Rex skeleton It was discovered in 1988 by Kathy Wankel and her husband Tom. T-Rex remains are only found here in the Hell Creek area.
The sun was rising as I set off in the cool morning air. With a long day ahead, 76 miles, the early start would get me to Jordan, MT. late afternoon.
I stopped at a rest area just past Mosby to have a snack and read the historical exhibits.
Sand Springs was my lunch stop. A small town of eight residents and big in services for cycling tourists. The one main building housed a gas station, store, cafe, and post office. This building also had a restroom and shower for who chose to camp behind the building.
Leaving this small town to continue my way to Jordan I enjoyed a brief sprinkle. The wind began to pick up, this was not enjoyed.
With 32 more miles to finish the day, I plowed through the wind. I reached Jordan and few hours behind my prediction with time to relax and shower before dinner at a local restaurant/bar with Nancy.
Tomorrow we will visit and explore Hell Creek.
I started the day climbing over the Judith Mountains, it was cool for the first few hours.
Soon it was 90° and rising. I arrived in Winnett and found a place to sleep, the Northern Motel and RV Park.
I packed up and left my little cabin behind and crossed the road for breakfast at the cafe/casino/bar/gas station, the only game in town. The morning was cool with some light sprinkles. Lewistown is 45 miles away so I didn’t need to hurry or leave early. Check in is 3 PM at the Yogo Inn so the compromise is to get there before it gets hot and not so early that I wait too long to check in.
Riding the road that stretches ahead forever a car slow while passing and the passenger asks, “Are you the guy that started in Delaware and is now riding back to Massachusetts? Surprised, I told him yes and he told me to enjoy the trip and be safe. The car sped down the road.
I got into town at 1 PM just before the heat builds. I decided that a 2 hour wait in a cool lobby is the better choice. This is where the problems begin. Last night the Inn was booked full with a wedding of 300. This morning only 2 of the 8 cleaning staff showed up to work so my room was not ready at 3 PM and not until 4 PM was I able to get into my room. I thanked the two women and told them that without their persistence I would not have a place to sleep. The elder apologized because I overheard her swearing and complaining about the situation. She said that’s life, either sunshine or shit. I told her that life needs shit to fertilize it. She smiled and cried, and we hugged.
I went to my room with my bike and gear and then went to the Big Spring Brewery across the street for dinner. I had a fabulous meal while telling my story to the waitstaff. They mentioned to the owner and the IPA was on house.
