the gorgeous dusk sky during the 20 miles back to lincoln.
it was a hot and humid 40 miles with rachel on monday evening. when we got to the convenience store in cortland we were drenched. cold gatorade never tasted so good.
'never again during the remainder of his journey to San Francisco would he equal or surpass this day's eighty-eight-mile effort. furthermore, never again on the trip would he encounter roads as fine as those he met in the Cornhusker state. riding through Wyoming and every state or territory thereafter, Nellis would long for the "excellent paths" of Nebraska.' - An American Cycling Odyssey, 1887
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badass :D
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