We took advantage of a favorable afternoon wind and trucked right out of Kansas. In fact, White Lightnin' wanted to keep going all the way to Pueblo. But I thought that 160 miles today was plenty. Besides Hans and Franz (BB's thighs) were starting to gripe. So we called it a day in Eads, CO (I agree. Sometime in the town's illustrious past, a portion of the town sign was stolen, lost in a tornado or used to patch a roof).
Speaking of twisters, I think that our timing worked out for once. There were 16 tornados in the state of Colorado yesterday. I might have spent some quality time hiding in a ditch.
The crew is rewarding itself with a fine evening at the Econo Lodge.
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