Tuesday, June 24, 2008

North Dakota... like Montana, but more hills

Since our last posting we made our first century ride and crossed the border (and another time zone) into North Dakota. The hundred mile day was inspired by residents of the small towns we've passed through warning us not to spend the night in the Indian Reservation. However, we are not sure how founded these warnings were. We stopped for lunch in Poplar (on the reservation). It was kids day, and Frostees (the sandwich and ice cream place that we stopped at) was giving away free cones. It was really exciting around town- we unfortunately missed the bike parade though. We were warned against an alternate route off of route 2 to get to Culbertson (because it was out of the way), but it turned out to be really pretty. It had a view of the Missouri River and about 10 miles of cool cement/rock hills that are hard to describe. We had a tailwind all day and were efficient about stopping, so it ended up being a really nice day!

We took a picture at the border when entering North Dakota, happy to leave eastern Montana. Despite warnings otherwise from other bikers, we chose to take the scenic alternate route. The headwind was against us and the hills were redoncadonk. We collapsed in Lund's Landing and could not leave. Lund's Landing had a marina but no water! Lake Sakakawea has receded so that the water was nowhere in sight. They didn't have tent camping, so we stayed in a teepee. We took over a nice table overlooking the hills (again, there was no lake in sight) and made delicious ham and portobello mushroom pizza. The next morning after a night of s'mores and card playing, we could simply not move. Not at all. The winds were also blowing strongly from the east. So we chose to stay another day at Lund's Landing, trying to find the lake, playing cards and sleeping. Without any cell phone coverage, internet or laundry we were able to have the ultimate rest day. In the middle of napping we were awoken by voices. Upon searching we discovered other touring cyclists. I call them touring cyclists, but they had road bikes and only one other outfit, so not much stuff with them at all. We ate juneberry pie with them.

Luckily the day before the impromptu rest day we bought lots of food, which we sought to reduce as much as possible. MMM food.

1 comment:

DD said...

A rest day is a really good idea. Let's your muscles get stronger, too. Too bad about the lake. I was looking at the map and said to myself that it was nice you found some water to camp by. Bummer. I am sure you'll find more lakes in Minnesota!