(^104) 1880 Town – Kennebec - 105 km
With no change of scenery, the tarmac stretched for miles and miles
through farmlands known as the Great Plains, once home to large
herds of American bison until they were hunted to near extinction
during the mid/late-19th century. I could imagine those great animals
roaming the plains.
The ride to Kennebec felt never-ending, with motorbikes endlessly
rumbling past to and from the Sturgis Rally. Mercifully, the old
highway ran parallel to the interstate and made pedalling away from
the traffic effortless. Eventually, I came upon a ridiculously expensive
campsite at Kennebec, and I might as well have taken a room at that
cost.
Kennebec – Chamberlain - 55 km
As the weather and views remained the same, and I lacked the
energy to deal with the boredom, I called it a day once across the
Missouri River. The campsite was pleasant and on the banks of the
Missouri River, but I first proceeded to the shop. Campers were
always chatty and primarily curious about where you came from and
where you were going. Finally, feeling tired, I retreated to my tent
early as the weather came in and it started drizzling.
Being snug, I spent an additional day in tiny Chamberlain.
Unfortunately, Chamberlain didn’t offer a great deal in the line of
excitement. There was nothing to do but relax, eat, and cycle up the
lone hill to take a few pictures of the river. Most remarkable was that
this small community of barely 2,000 residents boasted a South
Dakota Hall of Fame.
leana
(Leana)
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