A car slowed alongside to match my speed. The driver asked whether I was riding the TransAm. 'This is as good as Kansas gets in June,' she said, '… but the wind kills'. She was right. It was a perfect morning for cycling: quite cool (maybe 25C) and with a light south-east wind. The route had flattened out. I scooted along at 20 km/h instead of my usual 15 km/h, covering the 80 km to Nickerson in just four hours. I might have gone further but there are no services for the next 90 km. That would mean a 170 km day. Sitting around in the Sunshine Cafe at Nickerson, Miles, Andy and Alan decided to do just that. Taking advantage of favourable conditions makes sense. I might have gone with them but I had already booked a room in Nickerson and was reluctant to break the commitment. I decided to stay.
|Hedrick's Inn, Nickerson|
|June, trail angel of Nickerson|