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Something good comes of the rain

2010-07-06

Yesterday I spotted my first jackrabbit for this trip. When you're from the East and see a jackrabbit your initial thought is what in the world was that? Your second thought is I think it was a fox.

Because I only traveled about 10 miles before stopping at a hotel (that only had a room because of a cancellation) and the jackrabbit was the only thing noteworthy, I didn't update my blog yesterday.

I worked (more or less) yesterday and this morning and left Dickinson around 11 am today.

I'm beginning to think that westerly prevailing winds isn't a myth. Once again I am fighting a strong headwind as I bike west.

From Dickinson I eventually reached the Little Missouri National Grasslands and Theodore Roosevelt National Park. This is the North Dakota Badlands. It's amazing country. I'm told that normally all of the vegetation is a dead yellow this time of year, but because of the constant rain I'm looking at lush green valleys and meadows surrounded by magnificent red and white bluffs and mounds. There are yellow and purple flowers everywhere as well as small flowering cacti. The air is sweet with the scent of sage.

Of course, this land is pasture. Cattle and horses roam more-or-less freely.

I'm also looking at oil rigs. Lots of them. I am surrounded by the reason for all of the No Vacancy signs in every little town. To support the oil rigs is a network of gravel roads and power lines. Outside of the Painted Canyon Visitor Center, every scenic view is marred by power poles. Trains loaded down with coal trundle through every half hour or so.

Beyond the Interstate the only other route going my direction is on gravel roads, some of which are HESS CORPORATION PRIVATE ROAD NO TRESPASSING. Yeah, as if I'm going to heed to that.

As I talk to different people (who fairly consistently want to know "where did you start and where are you going?") I am hearing rumors of other cyclists. But I haven't seen one in a week or two.

BTW, I have peddled over 2100 miles so far. Had I left Wisconsin and booked it straight to the West Coast I'd be there right now.

I stopped very early today. I need to visit the bike shop in Medora, but I wouldn't make it there before it closed, so I need to take my time and arrive after it opens in the morning.

There's an oil rig about a quarter mile away from my tent moaning like a cow in heat as it pulls oil from the ground. I guess it doesn't sound exactly like a cow in heat. I know this because I can compare it to the actual cow in heat that bellows out periodically from a different direction.

Theodore Roosevelt National Park


from the Painted Canyon Visitor Center


North Dakota Badlands


coal train and oil rig


semi-wild horses


camping in Little Missouri National Grasslands

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