Yesterday we woke up in a motel in Wall, SD. But we hadn't paid for a motel room! How could this be, skeptical readers? Bonesy's brother Tim and his girlfriend Jess just happened to be driving through on their way to a new life in Los Angeles, and they were gracious enough to billet us after a 104* day in the Badlands. That was an amazing ride, by the way, and I don't feel like I can do it justice from the handheld. We met two guys riding from Seattle to Rhode Island, and we met a boy scout troop from Longmeadow, MA (hi, troop 90!). We also met three shirtless, aging bikers who rode back and gave us a bottle of water because it was "hotter'n hell." Anyway, just wait for the pictures.
So there's this tourist trap in Wall that started as a drug store in 1931 ("Free Ice Water!") and now basically comprises its own western-themed mall and has an animatronic T-Rex. We've been seeing billboards since Minnesota. It was funny, then, that I had to actually get an antibiotic prescription filled there. Ha ha!
Yesterday we rode 52 miles on the interstate to get here to Rapid City. At least it was graded nicely. Today we're doing a short ride because of my drug-induced weariness, and we'll ride past Mt. Rushmore, which I guess is neat. The Black Hills are supposed to be pretty. Ride on.
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