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Uphill and Against the Wind - TransAm E-W
By Dave T

Day 36: Chanute to Eureka - Some late night YELLIN'

Saturday June 21, 1986, 65 miles (105 km) - Total so far: 1,776 miles (2,858 km)

Apparently I had some dreams last night, or I should probably say nightmares. Clay informed me this morning that I was screaming last night and I woke everybody up. STOP, STOP, STOP, I was yelling, according to Clay. Of course I didn't hear the end of it most of the day. Maybe I was yelling for the wind to stop? (Probably a more likely scenario)

We all were up early, (thanks to me, says Clay) and we hit the nearest diner for some quick food. We got on the road about 6am and headed directly west into the teeth of the wind. We travel thru the "Flint" part of Kansas today, but I didn't see a lot of Buicks, so probably no relation to Buick City (Flint Mich). The terrain was some rolling Flint Hills but mostly flat, with no escape from the sun. The wind really slowed my pace to about 9-10 mph until I headed North on 105. The weather was almost unbearable, 100 degrees and 200 percent humidity.

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I took a short break in Toronto for a coke and checked out the sights near the reservoir. After Toronto I headed due west, back into the teeth of the wind again for another 20 miles into Eureka. I rode most of today alone but I regret not riding with someone to help break the wind.

I arrived in Eureka around noon and got some stuff to make sandwiches. I was coming out of the store and Gene rolled up, so we found a place to get out of the 99 degree heat and have a 3.2 beer. A shell of beer cost 25 cents, so we each drank a few beers. We cooled off then headed to the city park, tonight's camp.

While getting setup in the park, Clay was kidding around yelling STOP, STOP, STOP and everyone was giving me the business about last night. Everybody was joking and laughing about it and wanted me to setup my tent first. I tormented them by going to the pool first and taking a shower. While at the pool I could hear Clay yelling at me, STOP, STOP, STOP .. I spent a few hours cooling off at the pool, and I noticed everyone had their tents setup so I headed back.

When I got back to camp area I un-rolled my tent about 2 inches from Clay's and said I'm sleeping right here tonight. Clay didn't think it was so funny anymore, so I moved my tent... but warned him I could move it right back pretty easy. Clay is always joking around with everybody, especially after a few beers.

Big day tomorrow about 80 miles, better get some sleep. ~


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