Colt

Colt,

Well my friend, what a great day, boy did we rock it there for a while. We must remember what we did that gave us such energy. I think it was the steak and eggs breakfast that gave us the energy to hammer. We had 105 miles ahead of today, we left at about 730a.m. with some low cloud cover and no rain and some long rolling hills. Temps where somewhere in the 70's, humidity hovered about 1000% all day. That's right, 1000%. I think I'm tired of hotel breakfasts, whatever happened to eggs? That said, I never say no to biscuits and gravy, but Colt, I need to lose some weight - you understand. We have been hammering down water and Gatorade, as a matter of fact Colt, just between you and I, I really am beginning to not like Gatorade - however we need those electrolytes. Speaking of Gaterade, you know where that name comes from? It was created by the University of Florida for the football team back in 1965 and named after the schools mascot, which of course is the Gators. Anyway, we stopped around 10 a.m. for breakfast and to actually do some work. Still have to work while out here. We took state hwy 81 down to county road 22, which turned straight West. You know what happened here Colt, a crazy tail wind, we rocked out 10 miles in about 20 minutes, we must have been kicking out 22 mph, it was glorious, but short lived. Such is life, the wind changed direction and we fought a head wind the last 59 miles of the day.

We are now biking along the Platte River, where the Pony Express came threw long ago, as did the Mormon's and of course Lewis and Clark. There is lots of history here Colt, lot's of American History. But one thing you might want to check out someday, every spring in Grand Island Nebraska, over 500,000 Sandhill Cranes migrate here. 500,000, crazy, I know.

Well Colt, I was glad to ride with you today, we rocked it brother.