Our 4th and final day of riding, 47 miles from Gibbon back to Holdrege and I did not finish. It was cold during the night, down to 42 degrees, I was chilled and I just had no muscles. I made the mistake of skipping breakfast (did not want to ride back into town) and my snack bars just did not do it for me. But for the little ways I went, about seven miles, I did get some interesting pictures.
Me and my shadow.
Had to take this picture. Nearly 30 years ago my wife and I had car trouble and the guy who then lived there tried to help us from what is now that boarded up garage.
Platte River
My rescuer. He actually was the father of one of the riders. Thanks again!
UFO? Metallic onion?