Days 24 and 25

Things are officially starting to blend together, out here in the prairies.  We stay in small, small towns, and blow by grain, corn, soy and cows.  There aren't many people, and there aren't many places to stop.  

The wind is wicked, and can either be a force to reckon with or your best friend. 

Writing this from day 26, I can't recall anything significant from Day 24. I believe I rode with Ava and Kaitlyn again, I had a flat tire and we made fast time, working to keep our average above 25km/hr.  

I really do love small town USA.

Day 25 was fast.  we had a fierce tail wind almost the entire way, and sailed into camp pulling 32.2km/hr. that's fast, for Shannon.  We stayed at Prairie Dog State Park.