7/16/01
We'd pictured Nebraska as this flat state, it's not. It's thousands of small
rolling hills, up and down one hill after another. The 90*F heat and humidity
made it even more entertaining.
When our roommate, Joe Lane, finished his backpacking trip from Canada to Mexico on the Pacific Crest Trail he had hundreds of stories. He'd rattle of tales of people he'd hiked with, things he'd seen, peaks he'd climbed. One of the coolest aspects of the trail to me was how social it was. A couple hundred hikers leave from both ends of the trail and you have a good chance of meeting most of them, either passing in opposite directions, by overtaking them or being overtaken. If you didn't meet someone you'd often see their name in trail registers or hear stories about them from people you did meet. On our trip we've met lots of cyclists but it's always hello, some bike talk and then good bye have a great trip. We'd never run into the same people twice so it was a surprise when we stopped in Cody, NB, The Town TooTough To Die (according to its motto) for a soda and found a traveler register sitting on the counter at the gas station. In it were Roger and Steve's signatures, they'd passed through earlier in the day.
About 16:00 we crossed into Central Time, another large milestone.
In Valentine, NE we drank Fat Tire Ale and camped in the park. Not putting up the tent so we could get an early start made it easy for all of Satan's little angels to sting the crap out of me as I tried to sleep.
andrew
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