We got a decent start at 9:30 and biked. We biked straight against 20 mile an hour winds all the way to Miller. This took us quite a lot longer then we expected and we were starving, binging a little we got a ton of cesar salad, strawberry yogurt, a few cookies and ate just about everything. We found the perfect spot to eat- a little table behind the grocery store and it was one of the best meals we have ever tasted. Empowered by our food we decided to bike farther. We biked through Ree Heights and asked for a campground, we found none. We biked through Highmore and asked for a campground. There was none. Exhausted and starting to lose spirits we decided that we would defiantly find a campground in the next city. It was about 9 and the sun was setting. We biked fast and turned our safety lights on, 7 miles to the next city. We saw it on the horizon and our enthusiasm diminished. Holabird, which it was called, was not really a town at all, nor a village, it was more of a sign. with one or two buildings by it. The sun was just about below the horizon as we were starting to realize today was the day to sleep in a ditch.
Just then when all hope was lost a pickup drove by and stopped in the driveway ahead of us. A wonderful man jumped out and invited us to come stay at his house, dumbfounded LeAnn and I nodded. Our smiles could not have been bigger as we rode the 1 mile down the dirt road to their house and a full glowing orange moon hovered over the endless prairie horizon. Together with his wife and his daughter we were invited complety into their home. We were fed an absolutly wonderful homecooked meal, dried our wet clothes, got answers to all of our random curiousities about South Dakota, and we got a real bed to sleep in. It was a most wonderful experience which we will never forget. And we have never been so glad to lay our aching limbs to rest.
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