On to Dodge City

Dodge City was a little shorter ride – only 83 miles. There were some gnarly storms that we could see as we rode, and hoped that we would be able to avoid them. It was a nasty crosswind, but the focus on the ride for the 1st half of the day was watching the storm clouds. We got a little wet before lunch, but just a little sprinkle. After lunch, we turned north and ran into a big headwind – at least 20 mph. It was very slow going and pace lines were imperative. After stopping at a grocery store at mile 60 and getting a Miss Debbie Swiss Cake Roll, I was refueled for the last part of the ride. We stopped again 5 miles later for a quick water refill at the van before Patrick and I decided enough was enough. We were going to town. We took turns pulling/drafting off each other every mile (the mile markers on the highway were huge), which made it much easier both physically and mentally. Of course there was a steep climb up a brick road, which wasn’t too bad except I had to stop at the light partially up the hill. I was surprised at the large Hispanic population in Dodge City – numerous restaurants, stores and churches were evident as we came into town. We got a bite at Wendy’s (not eating nearly as health conscious as before the trip) before returning to the church. Dinner was prepared by our dinner crew, who did an awesome job – beans, rice, corn, soft shells, salsa – an amazing Mexican dinner. I was more than full, but it felt good. The church was also nice enough to let us stay later (originally 7:15 departure so we were gone before services), which was appreciated as we got some more sleep.