We're not in Kansas anymore, but I could be convinced otherwise. We got up super early this morning (thank goodness). Stars were still out and everything. The sun broke the horizon just as we rolled out of the gas station (refilling water bottles), and we thouroughly enjoyed a cool, not-horribly-windy ride in to Eads, Colorado (about 45 miles in from the state line so 60 miles total for the day). There's a lovely library that we're hiding out in right now (yay airconditioning) right next to the town park we'll be camping in tonight. Pool and showers are two blocks away and food is within easy walking distance. We ran into another cyclist last night who's headed from Brooklyn to San Francisco (through a bunch of large cities) and who's making a documentary as he goes, and he'll be camping with us tonight. It wasn't 60 miles unsupported (as the map says). We were quite pleased to find a well-stocked gas station 30 miles in. We've passed a bunch of completely dry "lakes" and "creeks," and it almost seems like the crops stop at the state line. There are a few smaller wheat fields over here, but the majority of the land we've seen thus far is just scrubby fields where they're pasturing cattle (and empty fields of sandy dirt). We now have rolling plains as opposed to dead flat stuff, and there are also clouds (which were rare in Kansas). Road surface sucked today. Bumps started 20 miles in, and they kept coming until around mile 54, when we merged with a US highway. Butt isn't happy, but we're talking about a zero day sometime soon (hopefully in the mountains).
Dad has control of the computer, so I'll update with pictures later.
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