There was a huge thunder, lightning and rain show last night. Brindil was not allowed in the room so slept just outside my room under the tarp, but stayed dry. I was in a fix last night arriving in Newell and finding 2 of the hotels closed and the other, a neat historic (albeit rundown) place on Main Street, available but with a "no dogs" policy. I was able to get a room with an outside door and so the hound and I were "close", only a threshold apart.
Rolling green hills and pasture all day. Plenty of roadkill too. Foxes, porcupines, prairie dogs, skunks, pronghorn antelope, white tailed deer. Ugh! Nothing like doing the hard inhaling of an uphill climb and coming onto a smelly roadkill... Breath control, my boy!
Tired this morning. After 40 miles of straight road and verdent hills, I stopped at the Ben Ash rest area (a dedication to the early Black Hills explorers) and promptly fell asleep. That is, til some red ants bit me on the stomach and ended that. The bites still sting this evening.
Later, at another pullover (not too much in the way of places to rest out here on the plains. You grab what you can) I attracted about 50 brown cows, maybe cuz I was munching lunch. I decided not to try to tempt fate and feed them my oatmeal cookies, as 20 tons of restless beef stood 10 feet and one thin wire fence away. They soon bored and returned to grazing and I to my endless road.
The last 35 miles just flew by, the terrain levelled and I hit the "Wall of Humidity" that Gwyn had forecast. I've dropped in elevation and the Missouri River is just ahead. Welcome to the Great Plains! Welcome to the midwest summer! Sticky and wet, I use my last calories to reach Faith, SD and grab a lunch and room at the Prairie View Inn.
Off to the Library...
Mileage past 1700.
The national news is noting all the severe weather in the Midwest. Hope you're spared. And take it easy on the Hurricane Malt Liquor, lest you get confused about where to apply the Preparation-H.
ReplyDeleteToo ad for Brindel that she had to sleep outside. The Coachman motel is what you need, we always allow dogs.Poor Brindel was probaly confused.
ReplyDeleteBrown cows would not have charged you. No cow I know of would charges you. A bull, on the other hand, might be offended by the lycra and neon yeollow jacket and head for you. Fortunately you have a slight advantage based on physics--- momentum. Just keep mooving my friend.
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