A light rain in the morning. Then the clouds burned off and it became brutally hot.
They have a toll on the road from Kansas City to Topeka. I feel like sending Kansas a bill.
If Kingdom City was supposed to honor God, I think he/she would be disappointed.
Nothing to see. Fields and the further west you go, less agriculture. The temperature reached 100 degrees.
The sun cooks you, even at 85 mph. I would hit every rest stop and soak my shirt and pour water in my helmet. By the next rest stop, it would be completely dry. I managed to stay hydrated. It was brutal. I cannot imagine doing this trip on a horse as some of our pioneers did.
I took my gloves off and the top of my hands started getting sunburned.
I was involved in a race. I like racing. Someone wins and someone loses. In this case I was the only contestant. Would I get to Colby Kansas before getting dumped on? I was going 85 mph west and the storm was going an unknown speed east. It was going to be close. I really wanted to get to Colorado. This is what stopped me.
II made it by less than 10 minutes. t was quite a fierce and dangerous storm. The rain was coming down in sheets. Lightning, wind and thunder. The TV weatherman was having an orgasm. If I had lost the race I do not think I could have ridden through this one.
I had a couple of granola bars and called it a night.
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