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"besides the climb over the cascades on the second day of the trip, august 23rd was the worst. 30mph headwind. right in the face. i hate the wind. blowing like that. out there on the plains there is no relief. i called carol from behind some barn and complained and smoked cigarettes. i only made 30 miles that day. 50 less than average. i called it an early day and crashed in a cemetery. that night a thunderstorm woke me up. i am afraid of lightning. i always wondered how that thing got so mashed into the road. who would drive over such a thing? out there where there was nothing at all. the wind nearly blew me over as i held up the bike and got the shot."
- Russ McClintock
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