{"id":17311,"date":"2015-08-04T20:58:44","date_gmt":"2015-08-05T00:58:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tourdebocrie.com\/?p=17311"},"modified":"2015-08-05T07:38:16","modified_gmt":"2015-08-05T11:38:16","slug":"day-25-tuesday-august-4-wisner-nebraska-to-onawa-iowa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tourdebocrie.com\/?p=17311","title":{"rendered":"Day 25. Tuesday, August 4 – Wisner, Nebraska to Onawa, Iowa"},"content":{"rendered":"

Thunder clapped as we left our room for breakfast \"DSCN5780\"<\/a>at the truck stop across the parking lot. \u00a0It had been raining and rumbling since the wee hours of the morning\u00a0and we kept waiting for it to give up. \u00a0The thunder stopped, but the rain did not;\u00a0headed out into the rain, anyway and immediately had a one mile climb.\"IMG_0840\"<\/a> \u00a0The rain sputtered to a stop after about an hour, but the hills\u00a0were one after another after another.\"DSCN5800\"<\/a> \u00a0Despite the non-stop roller coaster on a shoulder-less road, it was a beautiful day to ride.\"DSCN5785\"<\/a> \u00a0Birds were singing and the crickets chirping in the overcast,\u00a0low sixty degree temperatures.\"DSCN5796\"<\/a> \u00a0The rolling hills\"DSCN5798\"<\/a> on either side of the road were\u00a0more enjoyable\"DSCN5795\"<\/a> than the rolling road\u00a0in front of us.\"DSCN5801\"<\/a>\u00a0 The fly-downs were fun, but each and every time we would have an excruciatingly slow climb to the top of the next hill. \u00a0At mile 37, we finally found a place to rest our tired legs and get a bite to eat. \u00a0We would have liked to stay a while, but the fireplace\"DSCN5806\"<\/a> was not going and they had the air-conditioning down to 65\u00b0. \u00a0The girls in the restaurant promised it was a flat ride to the town we were staying, after<\/em> we climbed the metal bridge\"IMG_0852\"<\/a> over the Missouri River. \u00a0The bridge was narrow with no shoulder \"IMG_0855\"<\/a>and it was all we could do to keep our bikes steady on the grated track, so no pictures of the river. \u00a0Our drop into Iowa was like a different planet\"DSCN5820\"<\/a> from the lush crop filled\u00a0hills\u00a0just one mile behind us. \u00a0It was indeed flat,\"DSCN5814\"<\/a> but the wind had kicked up to 15 mph and was blowing directly in our face. \u00a0We struggled to keep an 8 mph pace as we pushed past the pretty Lewis & Clark State Park.\"DSCN5826\"<\/a> \u00a0Arriving too early to check-in, we collapsed in the lobby chairs and rested for an hour.<\/p>\n

We keep thinking we are getting closer to civilization, until we start searching for a restaurant that serves real food, beer and wine. \u00a0Not there yet, but the fried pickles \"DSCN5830\"<\/a>were good and\u00a0one of us stocked up on\u00a0energy for tomorrow.\"DSCN5831\"<\/a>While I held out for a peanut butter and chocolate Blizzard; if you can’t have wine have ice cream (preferably both)!!<\/p>\n\n\t\t