Today we rode 96 miles from York to Fremont. Going east we had a strong head/side wind. Going north we had an awesome tail wind, about half and half of the ride either way. Overall all the day made us work for our destination. I (Eric) thought I would just ride with my dad and brohter again for the day, but I helped pull along some older fellows through the strong wind, 13 mph. They appreciated it and, hey, variety is the spice of life. Gotta ride with new people sometimes. This was a great time to help. God has better plans than our plans if we are willing to be used by Him. We stopped at the farmer's market in Seward, Nebraska which is by the way from a sign we read in town about 4000 miles from Seward, Alaska. We strolled through and a couple of kind ladies offered us some peanut butter M&M bars. So good even in the morning! A free lemonde came along too after I helped a fellow change a flat tire. Great surprises are around the corner if you just take the time to stop and help, not to mention the great stories that those you help often tell during these times. One guy drove all of Route 66 in 1961 from Chicago to California with his friends to meet some friends they met at convention, a story I never would have heard if I would have just whizzed by. We arrived in camp at about 5 pm hot and tired, but after a solid hamburger dinner we geared up at the YMCA right next to the park we were staying at for a game of hockey in the ice arena. I think I was the only American playing hockey. The rest were Canadians. Wow they are good! After hockey we were going to go for ice cream but ended up just splitting a half galloon with Reeses pieces for the toppings. Gotta live it big on the weekends. We thought we would watch a movie on a laptop, but fell asleep about 20 minutes into it at 11 pm. We watched the movie and slept in the ice arena. It was actually the perfect temperature to snuggle up in your sleeping bag and sleep.
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