The Land of Lincoln …..
quickly fell behind us as we continued our pilgrimage to Sturgis, SD. We rolled out a little earlier than the day before and we had only planned to ride as far as Des Moines Iowa. The hope was the earlier starting time and the shorter distance would take a lesser toll on one of my fellow riders. Seems that the constant buzzing in his ears is not normal for him.
We rolled into Iowa without any issues. The landscape opened up and the corn fields continued to stretch out for miles on either side of the highway. The grain silos dotted the view as they seemed to rise up out of the fields like monoliths.
The weather held together for most of the day. Partly cloudy skys and warm weather added some additional color to my arms and face. The number of other bikers heading to Sturgis multiplied as the day rolled on and all of them offered tips on what to do and see while we are there.
Our diversion off the main highway to Riverside, IA was a bust. The proposed future birth place of Capt. James T Kirk really needs some work. The town has a monument to the occassion but it’s placed down a short alley and behind a dilapidated hair salon. If you blink, you miss it. As we did driving by twice. Only on the third attempt did Michael spot the monument out of the corner of his eye, behind the hair salon. Well, at least they have 217 years to get their shit together and make the town presentable. They should really get started now, since there is a lot of shit that needs to be done.
The rain pushed us off the road for a brief break under an overpass. It didn’t rain very long, but the water being sprayed back at us from the other cars and trucks would have been an issue. Especially since none of us wanted to wear the rain gear. The break only lasted about 25 minutes and then we were on the road again. But on the road out of Riverside, IA we encountered a much heavier downpour and there was no overpass in sight. We got drenched from the short duration of rain and put on our rain gear for the rest of the days ride.
There’s some guy in Iowa who owns a gas station/convenience store that really has a sense of humor. At one of our fuel stops for the day we pulled into a “KUM and GO” gas station to get gas. We wondered if this place use to be a brothel and was shut down by the police. Then he re-opened the place as a gas station and convenience store and didn’t want to pay to change the sign. If my camera wasn’t buried in my gear, I would have gotten a photo of the sign. But who knows, maybe there’s a chain of them along the way. At least we left the stop with only fuel in the tank and not something more sinister. It would be even funnier if this post goes viral! 🙂
We rode into Des Moines IA at about 7pm yesterday evening. A little cold and still wet from the rain. Steve set up our hotel stay for the night at the Marriott in downtown IA. WTF?!?! Some bikers we are. Here we are rolling into the hotel parking area and the bellhops are jumping up and down to help us with our bags. At least the hotel has a restaurant on site and BEER! Plus as an added bonus, there is a Starbucks in the lobby so I’m set for the morning.
Stardate: 08062011. Saturday morning and rain promises to be a nuisance again. We will be packing our bikes and continue our ride westward. South Dakota should be on the horizon this afternoon and under our tires by the evening. The stop for Saturday night will be some place west of Sioux Falls, SD. Probably closer to Chamberlain, SD.
Let the good times keep rolling!