The Hills Get Smaller, the Wind Blows Harder

Today was not a good day. But it was the first bad day of the trek, and after talking to Ann, I'm ready tomorrow to start fresh and in good spirits.

HWY 56W joins 77S outside is Herington, where I pitched my tent last night, and from there runs south for 24 miles. Today the wind was blowing hard out of the south, so I was pedalling into hills, though smaller than previous days, and the wind. Those 24 miles just about killed my legs.

The ride today didn't get much better when 56 broke away from 77S and head west. The hills became long gentle slopes but the wind was now a crosswind. I biked another 14 miles to Hillsboro where I checked into the Country Haven Inn, crashed for a few hours, and washed my clothes.

I just finished talking to Ann, who helped me over this feeling of a bad day. As she says, I've had seven good ones! Shit happens (hills, wind, the mountains to the west) and quitting is not an option.

Plus, so far no flats or problems with bike.