It was hard riding, extreme heat, gravel roadsides and west winds don't work well with biking. We got to Pierre late and were just able to do a few of our errands before the stores closed. We spent the rest of the daylight at the library, blogging, looking up routes and trying to find a campground to stay in. The Missouri river was flooding and all the city parks were under water. We looked for a place that would be ok to pitch our tent, there was nothing. Soon a storm came in and as the library was about to close, a very nice woman searched frantically for a place for us to stay.
We waited outside underneath the the library rotunda as the storm raged through and took a few pictures of some very evil looking clouds. After a while, the librarian lady pulled up in a little pickup truck and we shoved our bikes and gear into the back of the cab as the rain completely drenched us. 3 miles down the road we came to a trailer park rested alongside the charter native american school and that is where we met Sugar Bear. We were greeted by the old hippie and his pitbull named Riot as we walked through the door. It was so good to have shelter over our heads and a warm meal as the storm raged on outside and the entire city kept its fingers crossed that the levies wouldn't break that night. We stayed up til midnight talking and joking with Sugar Bear as he sipped on beers and Jag and played his favorite old tunes for us. We had a comfy pullout couch bed for the night and good company. South Dakota has certainly lived up to its name for good people.
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