Fort
Stevenson to Drake
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![]() Day 1: Sunday Woke: 4:45 A.M. I woke shortly after Jesse. It was cold and damp last night. I did not sleep well. After taking down our tent, Jesse hit the road. I rode to the Lake Road Restaurant for breakfast. The first two people I saw were Ed & Vi of Seneca, Kansas! Five miles down the road, I caught up with Mark Zimmerman, a man I
met several years ago on CANDISC and have seen around in Bismarck, the
city where I live. We chatted as the sun crept above the horizon Somewhere near the town of Butte, I met Leonard, Les, and Dean; all of Bismarck. Leonard and I helped each other along by drafting a bit. Soon, we sped down a very steep hill. My computer told me I had hit 41.3 mph. Leonard struggled a bit to catch me after the downhill run. Eventually, he told me to go on ahead, so I did. The last few miles were strangely tiring, and I was glad to arrive in Drake. The town did a good job of hosting us. My only complaint is that the luggage was in one huge pile. It took forever for us to find our luggage. After a shower and the setup of camp, Jesse and I ate lunch at the
Lutheran church After lunch, we checked out the museum. Some of the same "church ladies" from lunch were now working the museum. There were some interesting photos and I purchased several postcards. It's not every day you get a postcard from Drake, North Dakota. This town has about 350 people, two or three bars, and no less than four churches. I feel safe here tonight. |
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