As I rolled out of the campground, I found the main source of the smell. About a mile down the road, there was a cattle farm which we agree contained literally thousands of head of cattle. Walt said the wind kicked up after I left and you could barely breath. That is when they decided it was time to pack up and head on down the road.
The ride was through more very flat landscape. I did see a hawk, some prairie dogs, horses and more cattle. At about 30 miles, I came upon a couple Eastbounders. Henk and Marja were from the Netherlands. Henk was trying to take a picture of a very ominous looking insect that was feeding on the pollen of a weed by the road. They had left Yorktown, VA on June 3rd and were planning a week off the bike to meet up with their daughter who was staying at a host house in Golden, Colorado. They were very pleasant people and although we could have talked longer, we agreed it was time to move on.
As the ride neared 15 miles to completion, it really started to heat up. The final stretch was grueling at 98 degrees. The camping caravan was found at the local park in Eads sitting in the shade. They had been down to the campground behind the Travelor's Lodge and found it to be total sun. Well, we eventually headed that way and I talked to the motel manager. (Note: They really spell the name with "or" and it was not a Lodge, in my opinion, but a two story exterior entry motel from 1940's). Well Brady was apologetic about the condition of the campground, they did not have bathrooms, nor showers and there was 20 amp service which would not allow us to run out A/C in the near 100 degree temperatures. So, I asked what he would charge for us to stay in a room. He agreed to give us a room for the same price as the RV spot, plus we could plug the campers in to the electric outlet in the parking lot of the motel. Deal! We stayed in the room, soaked in the A/C, watched some TV, and I updated the blog after 5 days of being disconnected. As an added treat we ate dinner at the local restaurant. A good day!
It is hard to capture on a picture how many cattle were on this farm.
As you are riding some 15-20 miles between civilization, the grain elevator acts as a beacon between towns.
A welcome find in the middle of nowhere.
Henk & Marja from Netherlands...Good people!
Our stay for the night.
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