Biking Across the U.S (hopefully)
Broadus - Ashland 41
Ashland - Hardin 81 The wind destroyed me out of Broadus and I faced these awful, mile-long hills. If they weren't miles long, they definitely felt like it. By the time I crawled into Ashland I was beat... and had probably only biked 35 miles since they made me ask some dude in a pickup if he could give me a lift through 5 miles of road construction. I guess you gotta have days like that. In this tiny town of Ashland there was nothing to do but get another flop of a motel, (and again) sit in my underwear and watch T.V. I was in bed by 7 so I could wake up at 4am to start peddling. Felt like the safe thing to do at that hour was get completely off the road every time I saw headlights creeping up behind me. As it got lighter evidence showed I'm on a major trucking route. Bottles line the side of the road, filled with... trucker pee. You gotta go when you gotta go. Made it up the long hill into Little Bighorn Battlefield Nat Monument, where Custer made his last stand. Some family took pity on me riding up, because when I got to the window to pay the Ranger said 'some guy already covered you'. They had a video, so I only had to read a minimal amount.
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