There are many opinions as to where the West begins, or in my case ends, but I think it happened today when we crossed the the Missouri. This is the river that Lewis and Clark used to go north (against the current) to find a passage to the Pacific. We entered into Central Time today, and the landscape and vegetation has begun to look a little less foreign over the last the few days. We also pass the halfway point of the trip tomorrow, as we follow the Missouri south to Chamberlain.
The ride today was a long, tough ride, 118 miles, a fair amount of climbing, a fairly strong headwind for about 90 miles, and as an extra bonus, we got a late start because our breakfast “chef” was having “issues”. Oh yeah, and because we crossed into Central Time, we lost an hour out of the day. We had an interesting run in with the local constabulary, because we were riding in the the roadway as the shoulders were real lousy for long stretches because of all the cracks and debris, HOWEVER, the truckers complained and we were warned to “Stay off the …. roadways!” or they would impound our bikes. By the end of the day, tempers cooled, and we all made it in. I learned up close how big Farm Equipment can be, while I was riding, probably about 85 miles into the trip, just focusing on the crappy shoulder, when I looked to my left, and am looking UP at the top of a tire on a tractor which is pulling not one, but two trailer-like contraptions for digging furrows and planting seeds. No sooner did this one go by, when another one descended upon me, these things are HUGE! All in all, a challenging but interesting day.