When we awoke this morning, the Weather Channel said our wind was 3-6 mph, but we had to lean into it to walk across the parking lot to breakfast. By the time we were riding, we had a crosswind of an honest 10-20 mph. At times it was more help than hindrance, but at all times it made riding hard work. So we contented ourselves with a very short 29 miles to Sheridan Lake. The lake is a joke, completely dry, The welcome convenience store in town sells Sheridan Lake Yacht Club t-shirts- I ought to buy one to for sailing, for cruising stops at yacht clubs with reciprocal privileges.
Our lodging for the night is at the Sheridan Lake Bible Church, which opens its doors for cyclists only. The pastor and his wife and children are the nicest people you could imagine, part of Village Missions, which as the name implies works in churches in sparsely populated rural locations. The town's population is 60 and the attendance at Sunday services is about 80. They love it here. The church hall is modern, with a well equipped kitchen and comfortable chairs. Most importantly, it's air conditioned and out of the wind. I'm doing a little weeding to salve my conscience about their hospitality. They even gave us insulated water bottles printed with their church's ID and a little scriptural encouragement.
We didn't see any other riders today, but we continue to see traces of all those we've met in the cyclist logbooks every place seems to keep. We always sign with our slogan: East Ever Eastward!
As of today we are just about at the halfway point of our journey.
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