It's midnight. I'm inside my tent. I don't know the name of this place but we are camping next to a lake. There is some cellular reception so I wanted to say hi and post a picture of myself in my sleeping bag. It seems that the geese are also resting somewhere around this lake. I can occasionally hear their voices. We've been seeing them since Nebraska. They are migrating north, facing the same strong winds we do on our bikes. Thank you all for your encouraging and nice comments. I am doing most of this trip solo, but it feels great ...Read More
