Rest Day

Broken branches littered the ground, Dick's cooking gear was scattered across the fairgrounds, there's a cold headwind for today's ride - oh heck! let's stay here one more day. The corral now became a clothesline.
Time to explore the town, which actually stopped when we found a good coffee place. Once again, I am bundled up while the locals walk around in shirtsleeves.

We also spent a great deal of time at the local library where I could blog and Dick could catch up on the latest financial chaos and other news headlines.