We're resting comfortably in our air conditioned hotel. Sometimes this is the only cure for a hot day. We heard that it was 106 in the Black Hills (SD) yesterday. I believe it. As we decended out of the mountains the air was unlike anything I'd felt riding. It felt more like I was tending a fire. One road we were on was freshly oiled...or was the aphalt melting?
We had an enjoyable stay at our first Black Hill BMW Rally. We won the long distance two-up award. Easy to do with almost 6,000 miles on the clock. The first place solo rider was from the North West Territories, look it up, it's adjacent to Alaska.
I also got my first tastes of being an MOA Board of Director, and people figured out where they knew my name from I enjoyed listening to other riders' concerns about the MOA. I just enjoy talking about bikes! Poor Lisa, she just wanted to get back to the hotel pool! I owed her some time off. So we called it a short day today. We enjoyed coffee in downtown Spearfish, headed to Wall Drug, and ended the day in Pierre, SD.
Hi Lisa & Gail, My neighbors Silvia & Jackie say hi! I am at their house viewing the blog. We enjoy the updates. Happy trails. Jon
Damn, it looks a bit like the middle of nothing, aside from the long, straight road going through it. Why do people live there, again?
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