Seattle to Chicago Ė South Dakota
Denis Kertz, ©1994
For the first time since leaving Yellowstone, I was able to sleep on my side and I got a pretty good nightís sleep.† I attributed this to a real bed versus sleeping on the ground.† I woke up at 6:30 and rode to a couple of service stations looking for a South Dakota map but couldnít find one.† I had pancakes and oatmeal at Grannyís that was OK.† The weather report was predicting showers for northeast Wyoming and rain for the Rapid City area.
I returned to the motel, packed, and picked up I-90.† I stopped at the next exit in town and found a South Dakota map.† After studying it for a while, I decided to take I-90 to Moorcroft and then head southeast on 16 to Newcastle.† This would put me in striking distance of the Black Hills tomorrow.† I also tried to figure the distance from Rapid City to Sioux Falls to get an idea of how far I had to Chicago (I knew the distance from Sioux Falls to Chicago) but Rand McNally had developed some obtuse way of producing a mileage chart that I couldnít figure out even with their example.† This would bug me for several days before I finally understood their chart.
I hopped on I-90 heading East wearing my rain pants and gloves.† It was overcast, windy, and a little nippy.† Initially, the route climbed modestly for a few miles and then it was essentially flat.† The wind appeared to be out of the North so I had a cross wind which was OK because this would become a tailwind when I headed southeast on 16.† Before long I exited at Moorcroft and stopped at a foodmart for a turkey sandwich, Gatorade, and two muffins, one that I saved for later.† I had to share the foodmart with the local teenage crowd since the foodmart was near a high school and it was lunch time.† Then I rode on to Newcastle with the aid of a tailwind and cycling was a joy.† Often I barely had to pedal to keep a decent speed and there was little traffic or noise pollution.
When I came to Upton, I stopped at a drugstore for a vanilla shake.† I also checked a road atlas and found it was 896 miles to Chicago from Rapid City.† I figure this should take me 11 days at 80 miles/day which should get me home on the Wednesday or Thursday before the Saturday that my local golf course had a scramble planned.† My friend Howie had asked if I wanted to play and I was considering it but I wanted to get home at least a couple of days early so I could get in some practice beforehand.† On the other hand, I wasnít sure my ribcage would be sufficiently healed for golf by then.
As I approached Upton the terrain suddenly sprouted a forest of pine trees after a day and a half of wasteland.† As I left Upton, the trees receded on the right side of the road and then the left but you could still see trees on the left in the distance.† The going seemed to get a little tougher but it was still pretty easy going with the tailwind.† I saw a pronghorn on the left and later a group of 4 on my right.
In short order, I pulled into Newcastle and cruised through town.† I saw two signs for RV parks and one that I rode past looked ugly, even for an RV park.† Eventually, I spotted a Subway and had another meal like last night.† Then I headed back through town to check out the Dow Park I spotted on my first pass through town and it looked like a place to stay although I would have to do without a shower.† As I wrote my notes for the day, I heard a train and then noticed the railroad tracks were only a short distance away.† The train that passed through was all coal cars and I counted 108 cars.†
I got up and packed at 6:15 and headed the short distance to the Old Mill Inn, stopping at a grocery store along the way for a paper and wheat bagels.† I had flapjacks and bacon at the Inn that was good.† The flapjacks were large and made from flour that used to be made at this Inn and sold around the country.† The Inn has since been retired.
Heading to Custer, the sky was overcast and didnít look like it was going to clear up today.† After a short distance, I donned my gloves and rain pants† to ward off the morning chill.† It was obvious we were heading into the Black Hills as there were now pine trees and golden fields all around and no more wasteland.† The route began a gradual climb that would continue most of the way to Custer, climbing to just over 5200í.
Before long it started to drizzle and I stopped to put on my rain booties and coat.† It would continue to drizzle off and on the rest of the way.† The road was good most of the way except for about a 5 mile section of twisting road that would not have been fun if there had been any significant traffic.† Shortly before Custer, I saw a deer that bounded away† and I saw 3 others whose white tails gave them away.
The drizzle turned into a harder rain making visibility and cycling poor.† I was getting wet and a little chilled as the temperature was in the upper 40s.† For the last 5 miles to Custer the route flattened and became easier.† As I neared Custer, I decided to call it quits for the day and find a motel to dry out even though it was only early afternoon.† I could see no point in continuing since the poor visibility made sightseeing impractical.
As I rode through town I saw the Mile Hi Motel for $24 and headed for it.† I had to wait for the host to return and then paid for my room.† Unfortunately, the room didnít have a phone so at 2:00 I headed next door to a restaurant to call the Stonebridge Country Club to see how the golf tournament was going.† Unfortunately, there was some problem that I was unable to resolve over the phone and would have to wait for my return.
For the rest of the day I watched football and CMTV.† I ate at the Chief restaurant and took advantage of their buffet that was very good.† I had a salad, 2 plates of spaghetti, and 2 cups of chili for $6.† This was my kind of restaurant.
Back at my room, I tuned in the Weather Channel and saw the gloomy weather outlook for the next 5 days. The forecast called for showers and cool temperatures each day.† Today was the first day of October and it looked like October could be a trying month.
I woke up at 6:15 and packed and got ready for breakfast.† I walked to the nearby Chiefs restaurant for the breakfast buffet and waited a few minutes for it to open at 7:00.† I had 2 or 3 plates of pancakes, 2 cups of oatmeal, and a couple of cinnamon rolls.† The oatmeal was good as were the pancakes.† Surprisingly they didnít have any meat but breakfast was still a bargain.
Walking back to my room, I found the next door Laundromat was closed till noon but the owner told me there was another one on my way out of town.† Back in my room, I decided it was time to install the new chain I had bought in Cody.†
On my way out of town, I stopped at the other Laundromat to dry my cycling gear and towel.† The hostess told me the route to Rapid City was a climb and she was right as I climbed to 6000í to the Crazy Horse Monument 5 miles outside of town. This tribute to the Native Americans was a 641í by 563í carving of a mountain showing Crazy Horse sitting on a horse with his upper torso and the front of the horse visible.† Currently, Crazy Horseís head is under active development but isnít expected to be completed until the end of the century and there is no date for when the entire monument will be completed.† As I approached from the road, clouds were still hanging low and blocked Crazy Horsesí head but you could see the horseís head outline.† The Indian woman ticketeer said she would normally charge $1.50 but she gave me a free ticket due to the poor visibility.† After getting my ticket, I had to descend a steep hill and ascend an even steeper hill that I almost didnít make (fortunately it was a short hill) to reach the monument complex.
Shortly after entering the complex, the clouds passed and you could see Crazy Horse.† I also checked out† the Indian displays and bought a postcard for my friend Dave.† Dave is really into Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull and Native Americans.† I figured he would never talk to me again if I didnít stop here.† I also figured he would appreciate a postcard sent from the post office on the premise so I filled out the postcard and mailed it.
Originally, my plan for the Black Hills was to visit Crazy Horse and then take the Needles Highway which would require zigzagging through the Black Hills on my way to Rapid City.† I was also considering† stopping by Mt. Rushmore although I have been there before and it was not a high priority.† However, the weather still didnít look promising so I decided to head directly to Rapid City and minimize my bad weather risk.† The rest of the way was mostly downhill but there was a lot of traffic that made me wonder what traffic was like during summer.† I stayed on 16 into Rapid City although I later realized I could have skipped part of the traffic on 16 by taking 244 to Keystone.† As I approached Rapid City, I had a nice runout but then I had a good climb into Rapid City with a fairly stiff headwind.
In Rapid City, I stopped at a phone booth and called the Two Wheeler bike shop and they said they had a touring tire so I got directions and headed there.† I got a Continental 700x32 touring tire that was a little expensive ($26) and had it installed (another $5).† This replaced my 700x28 Continental Super Sport tire that I also had on my front wheel.† Then I asked about travel suggestions.† I had considered swinging South to Highway 44 to avoid the interstate but a guy warned me that 44 traveled through pretty desolate country with few services with cracked road edges and no shoulders.† He suggested sticking with I-90 and said New Underwood was 18 miles, Wasta 40, and Wall 50 miles.† He thought there were motels at the New Underwood and Wasta but wasnít sure about camping.
Since it was already 2:30, I didnít consider Wall because that would require a century ride and I doubted I could make it before dark.† I stopped at a Wendyís for a burger and fries lunch and chatted with a local woman about my trip.† She couldnít believe I was doing this ride and thought Chicago must be a terrible place with all of its reputed crime.† After lunch, I picked up I-90 and shortly came to a construction area where the road passed through a short, narrow section of road with a guardrail and no shoulder.† There was so much traffic that I had to wait for a break in traffic before I could chance a sprint across it.† Of course, as soon as I made it across, there was a long break in traffic that would have allowed me to leisurely cross the narrow section.
When I originally approached Rapid City, I had a headwind but now that I was headed East this wind was partly crosswind and partly tailwind and I made good time.† I also quickly became aware that there was a place called Wall Drug.† I knew because about every half mile there was a Wall Drug sign.† Normally, I would probably have been irritated with the number of signs but on a bicycle I found them to be kind of entertaining as I had more time to read them.† When I got to New Underwood, I decided to continue on to Wasta.† Then I started thinking it would be nice to make Wall so that I could visit Wall Drug in the morning if the weather was bad (e.g., raining).† As I cruised downhill into Wasta, I decided to go for Wall 10 miles away but I knew I would be racing darkness.† As I began a fairly long climb out of Wasta, I turned on my Vista blinking light and felt comfortable due to the wide shoulder.† By the time I got to Wall, it was pretty dark and I was glad I didnít have any farther to go.
I took the first Wall exit wondering where I could stay and rode right by the Arrow Campground and stayed there for the night - one of only a couple of people in camp.† After setting up camp and a shower, I walked the couple of blocks into town to eat. †Wall Drug closed at 8:00 so it was out and I stopped at the Cactus Restaurant.† But after watching the hostess collect money for 10-15 minutes, I got tired of waiting for a table so I headed next door to the Badlands Bar where I got immediate service.† I had a couple of beers and a 12Ē pepperoni pizza and wrote my notes.†
I was still having trouble sleeping due to my ribcage.† I could lie on my back or side and have a gnawing pain that was just enough to keep me from sleeping.† I was also near the railroad tracks and I heard the train a couple of times in the night.† Nevertheless I did sleep and woke up at 6:15 and packed.† I threw my cycling clothes and towel in the dryer for a cycle that dried everything except the towel.† While packing my tent, I found my sunglasses that I had missed last night lying on the ground.
I rode the couple of blocks to Wall Drug for breakfast.† There were no waitresses/waiters so I placed an order for oatmeal and pancakes and waited for my number which didnít take long.† Coffee was a bargain at 5 cents per cup.† The pancakes and oatmeal were OK but only average serving size and about average price.† The Rapid City newspaper was late and I had to wait.† Later I had a pecan roll which at $1.65 was not cheap.† Their donuts were not cheap either at 65 cents and I passed on them.
After breakfast I toured the store.† They had gifts, a bookstore where I bought a pocket atlas, a drugstore where I bought enzymatic cleaners for my contacts, a camping store, boots, hats, and food.† Nothing looked like a bargain to me but it was interesting browsing through the store.
On my way out of town I stopped at the Grassland Visitor Center that was fairly interesting.† In town and at the Center I was asked by a couple of folks about my trip.
Finally, about 9:45 I was on my way.† I took 240 South for 8 miles before it turned southeast paralleling I-90 and then rejoined I-90.† The road was nice with little traffic and quiet and I had a tailwind.† As I entered the Badlands Park I paid $3.† The badlands were impressive.† At the western end where I started the road was above the badlands and you looked down on the badlands but by the eastern end you were at the base of the badlands looking up at the multi-colored canyons, ridges, gullies, spires, and knobs created by erosion.† It was a cloudy day and felt like 50 degrees with the wind.† I had my rain pants/jacket on along with my gloves.† As I rounded one corner in the road, I saw two things sticking up in the air (ears) and spotted a mule deer sitting on a hill less than a 100 yards away watching me ride by.† There were several descents and climbs but none of the climbs were very long.† I stopped at the Visitor Center at the east end for a brief visit and ate a bagel.† The Center also had a weather forecast that was not encouraging, predicting strong headwinds for the next day.† Then I climbed Cedar Pass and headed North to rejoin I-90.
By the time I reached I-90 it was already almost 2:30.† With all the time I spent at Wall Drug and the two Visitor Centers, I had covered only 41 miles.† I had expected to stop and eat at this point before rejoining I-90 but the service station nearby was closed and the campground cafe was essentially closed - you could ring a bell for service but I figured that wasnít worth it.
So I headed to the next exit 12 miles away.† I-90 now passed through long rolling hills that looked to be climbing more than descending with some headwind.† The shoulder was what I called gravel asphalt and made for a rougher ride than I expected.† Parallel to I-90 was a service road that I didnít know about that looked good though I noticed its hills were slightly higher than the interstateís hills.
At the next exit, I discovered there were no services so I continued to the next exit at Kadoka, another 6 miles.† It started to sprinkle occasionally and some cars had their lights on.† Even though it was only about 4:30 and I had only covered 60 miles, I decided to call it a day.† The weather was marginal, I was making slow progress, and I didnít know how far it was to the next exit with good facilities.
In Kadoka, I saw signs for 3 campgrounds.† I checked out the Kadoka Kampground and paid $9 for a campsite under a small shelter.† A young woman who looked like she must have been in high school handled the transaction and recommended a place for dinner.† After cleaning up, I headed there for dinner which was a mistake.† I had a BBQ pork sandwich and bowl of chili and felt like I had hardly eaten.† I stopped at a foodmart and had a pizza slice and muffin and felt better.† Then I stopped at the Happy Chef restaurant for a beer and to write my notes but it didnít look like they had beer.† However, I noticed they had a $4.59 Monday night spaghetti special and ordered that.† The spaghetti was so-so but I finally felt full - after my third meal of the night.††
When I got up it was overcast and foggy.† I walked the block to another restaurant for breakfast.† It wasnít 7:00 yet but the Rapid City newspaper was already in in contrast to Wall Drugís late delivery.† I had pancakes and bacon that was pretty good.† While reading the paper, I saw that Wyoming had snow yesterday.† The roads in Yellowstone were closed and there was a foot of snow in the northern Big Horns.† Missing that weather made me feel better about the current weather I was experiencing.
As I packed, I threw yesterdayís cycling clothes in the dryer.† I had a cinnamon roll and it was 47 degrees at 9:00 when I hit the road. Due to the chill, I was dressed in my rain gear, Thermax pullover, polypro hat, and gloves.† I would be comfortable in this all day with the temperature reaching only about 53.† I also had a headwind most of the day, somewhere in the 5-10 mph range but nothing like the 10-20 mph predicted at the Badlands Visitor Center yesterday.† I had feared that the modest headwind would pick up through the day but that never happened.
Yesterday, the service road that paralleled the interstate went all the way to Kadoka and it would probably have been better riding on it but I didnít know how far it went.† As I left today, I didnít see the service road so I didnít bother to ask about it.† However, shortly out of town, the service road reappeared and I started wondering again whether I should be on it but after 7 miles it headed South never to be seen again.
After about 15 miles I pulled into a rest area and noted that the next one was 54 miles away.† A couple of folks asked about my trip.† One couple left me a banana.† Another guy thought he had seen me near Custer a couple of days before.† One good thing about the South Dakota rest areas was they showed the availability of facilities along the way.† This was valuable because in South Dakota the towns were typically 10-20 miles apart and some of the towns were so small that there were no facilities.† So† it was really helpful to have a preview of which exits had facilities so you could plan for stopping at the end of the day.
The going was slow as I averaged just under 10 mph.† The landscape remained the same as yesterday - rolling prairie.† Once the sun momentarily peaked through the clouds and I saw a little blue sky.† I hoped that was a sign of better weather to come.† At 1:50 I pulled into Murdo, home of the Pioneer Auto Show that I decided to skip.† Passing through town, I found a Kentucky Fried Chicken that advertised a lunch buffet.† I had the buffet for $5 and proceeded to get my moneyís worth.† I had a small salad, 2 pieces of chicken, 2 servings of potato sticks, some beans, 3 biscuits and honey, and 3 servings of vanilla pudding.† I wondered if the other folks in the restaurant thought this was excessive.
At this point it was 2:30 and Iíd gone 42 miles.† The rest area earlier showed Kennebec having a campground.† Kennebec was about another 43 miles but I figured I should be able to make it since I had about 4 hours of daylight left.
Shortly after starting out again, I came to a construction area of 12 miles.† The east lanes were closed and the west lane was converted into a two way.† Since the south side of the westbound lane had no shoulder, I was forced to ride on the north shoulder which meant I was traveling against the west traffic.† I didnít feel this was dangerous but the wind lashing I got from the passing semis was terrible.† I soon decided this was for the birds and crossed back over to the regular east bound lanes.† While these lanes were still under construction, they had already been repaved.† I decided they were really new, wide bike lanes that I was willing to share with a few construction folks.† It was great to be away from all the noise pollution and nice to have a smooth road to ride on as opposed to the gravel asphalt Iíd had since yesterday.
All too soon, my bike lane merged with the traffic but the shoulder was at least smooth now.† As I neared Presho, it became obvious that Kennebec was farther than I thought - about 5 miles farther and darkness was approaching.† An unhappy camper, I time trialed the rest of the way and pulled into Kennebec before darkness hit completely.
In town I found the KOA which was the only campground.† It was actually closed and in the† process of being winterized but the owners had left it open and available for $10/night.† I didnít have $10 cash and had hoped to pay with my credit card but no one was around.† I set up camp in near darkness as a stray cat tried to move in.† After set up, I walked to the only restaurant for a bowl of chili and a burger and fries.† The restaurant was pretty basic but that was OK since I had loaded up at the lunch buffet.† While I was eating, a group of hunters stopped to eat and entertained me with their conversation.
After doing 89 miles today, I was in position to make Sioux Falls in two days with a couple of similar riding days.† I hoped I could catch a tailwind and avoid the rain.† I was also thinking about checking out the Corn Palace in Mitchell that could be tomorrowís destination.
I woke up at 7:30 since I was now back on Central time.† As I packed up, my friend the stray cat reappeared and tried to ingratiate herself with me again to no avail.† The KOA owner also appeared and I paid my fee with my credit card.† Then I returned to the same restaurant for breakfast.† I ordered 3 pancakes and oatmeal but the waitress/cook warned me the pancakes were huge and she had only seen one person eat all three.† My eyes lit up at this news but I decided to back off on the oatmeal.† Unfortunately, the pancakes were not huge and were no problem to dispose of.† What was hard to digest, however, was the weather report that predicted a 70% chance of rain tomorrow.
As I stepped outside, I was surprised to see sunshine and cloudless skies.† The morning began overcast and I was sure the sun had been banished from South Dakota.† I had been amused to see several campground signs along the road advertise shade trees which I couldnít imagine could serve any useful purpose.† Unfortunately, there was a breezy southeast wind that would at best be a crosswind but mostly a headwind all day.† I stopped across the street at a foodmart for a muffin and was underway at 10:00.
It was slow going from the start.† I think the wind was in the 10-20 mph range.† Fortunately, the land was almost flat so I didnít have to contend with any climbs.† On the other hand, the shoulder was again decrepit gravel asphalt as it would be all day.† Going slow, averaging only 8 mph seemed to only accentuate each bump/crack in the shoulder.
As I neared the Missouri River valley in the center of South Dakota, I began a descent.† I decided to loop through Chamberlain since I wasnít going anywhere fast today.† I stopped at Alís Oasis outside Chamberlain and bought a couple of long Johnís (pastries).† Continuing I passed through Chamberlain and began a long climb straight into the wind as I looped back to I-90.† I stopped at a Dairy Queen for a large Breeze.† I had gone 34 miles in almost 4 hours and I checked my map for destinations possibilities among Kimbal, White Lake, and Plankinton
Back on the road, the wind seemed to have picked up as I was chugging along at 7.5 mph.† A couple of times in the afternoon, a single row of trees appeared along the road and it was amazing how they would block the wind.† The area was mostly large farms now and the first corn fields came into view.† The clouds that had moved back into the picture after the early sunshine dissipated again and sunshine reappeared.† I was now debating whether to stop at Kimball or continue on to White Lake.† White Lake was about 14 miles farther than Kimball which meant another 2 hours of riding and pushing daylight again since it was almost 5:00.† Given that and the availability of motels/campgrounds in Kimball, I made my decision to stop.
When I pulled into Kimball I was considering getting a motel room so I could watch the CMA (Country Music Association) award show.† Nevertheless, I stopped at the campground just in case they had a lounge with a TV.† They didnít but the hostess said the price was $4 and I couldnít pass that up.† She also told me about a couple of places that might have the CMA show on TV.
After camp, I rode to Chef Rudyís restaurant for its buffet.† For $5.50, I got salad, chicken noodle soup, green beans, corn, mashed potatoes, goulash, and chicken.† In other words a real home cooked meal.† I had a couple of portions of everything.† On my way out, I bought an Iowa map for $1 and hoped I would get out of South Dakota shortly to use it.
Then I headed to the liquor lounge just south of town where there was a bar with a TV.† I got there right at 7:00 and the bartender changed the channel on the big screen TV for me just as the CMA show started.† It was initially hard to hear because there was a raucous crowd of 8 but they eventually calmed down and dispersed.† During commercials I wrote my notes for the day.† Once again my note taking piqued someoneís curiosity and a guy at the bar finally gave in and asked me what I did for a living, guessing I must have been a writer.†
It rained hard for a few minutes overnight.† When I got up at 6:15, the wind hadnít changed direction and was blowing briskly.† I went straight to breakfast, not ready to commit myself yet for the day.† I walked about 6 blocks downtown to a cafe and had the 2+2+2 (eggs, bacon, cakes) for $2.22 and ordered another when I was finished.† This made a good breakfast at a reasonable price.† The weather prediction was not encouraging with winds SE 20-40 mph and gusting - a prediction that would not be proven wrong.
Back at camp, I debated holing up for the day given the wind and possible rain.† However, there was nothing to do in town and no guarantee that the weather would be better tomorrow so I packed up and was on the road by 9:00.† Despite the strong head/crosswind I seemed to be doing OK, averaging 7-8 mph.† My goal was Mitchell which was 48 miles away and would take 6-7 hours at this rate.
The sky was cloudy and it looked like it could rain.† I kept an eye out for overpasses as possible shelter in the event it rained.† I stopped at one overpass as some rain started to fall and waited about 20 minutes to see what would develop.† There was just enough rain to wet the pavement so I continued on.
Around noon I stopped at a rest area as the sky cleared up.† However, the wind now picked up and was gusting and getting dangerous due to the threat of the crosswind blowing me into traffic.† I waited at the rest area for about 30 minutes to see what would develop.† Unfortunately, the wind didnít relent and I decided to push on at least to Plankinton, the next town with motel/camping services.† While I was waiting and trying to decide, a guy stopped by and started asking about my trip.† He said he had cycled through all the continental states including a transcontinental trip and a trip from Wisconsin to Alaska.
Now it was tough going because I not only had to fight the headwind but I also had to guard against the crosswind blowing me into the traffic lane.† Occasionally I was blown a couple of feet but I was strong enough to maintain my position on the interstate shoulder.† However, I could see fighting the crosswind all the way to Mitchell would be a real mental strain.
It seemed to take forever to make Plankinton, probably because I was only doing about 6 mph.† I stopped at Plankinton to refuel and reassess the situation.† I had only gone 25 miles and it was already 2:00.† I had 24 miles to Mitchell and figured I had a good 4 hours of daylight left but it would take all of that time at 6 mph.† This was a risky proposition since there werenít any motel/camping services until Mitchell.† Furthermore, the wind seemed to have picked up and was gusting stronger as I ate my sandwich and drank a Gatorade.
I finally decided to call it a day.† The wind was getting more dangerous and there was no guarantee it wouldnít pick up even more.† I rode through town and checked out the motel and campground.† I was concerned about camping and the beating my tent would take from the wind.† I think my tent could handle the wind but it wasnít clear it made sense risking it to save a few dollars.† So I checked out the I90 Motel and took a fairly nice room for $25.† While signing in, the hostess told me there was a severe thunderstorm watch in effect for the Sioux Falls area.† This was unusual for this time of the year but consistent with the strong winds and 70 degree temperature.† This helped to reinforce that I had made the right decision to stop for the day.
After checking in to the motel, I did some laundry at the campground Laundromat.† I ate at the I-90 service station cafe, having a French Dip sandwich after I was told the lasagna was no longer available.† Food was OK but I grabbed a couple of cookies and ice cream bars at the adjoining foodmart.† Then I retired to my room to watch ESPN football (KU vs. KSU) and TNNís Music City Tonight with Faith Hill and Johnny Rodriquez (who used to be one of my favorite C&W singers).
Then I listened to the weather forecast on the evening news.† One reported winds gusting to 58 mph.† Both reported SE winds 20-30 mph for the night shifting to NW 20-30 mph tomorrow with possible showers and cooler temperatures with highs in the 50s.† Maybe Iíd finally get that strong tailwind I felt I had earned.† The weather was supposed to clear up tomorrow and be good through mid-week but I would be in Iowa by then and I didnít know what the weather would be like there.
Copyright Denis Kertz, 1994. All rights reserved.