The ride down to Custer was almost all downhill which was perfect since I was lacking motivation to get back in the saddle after 5 days off. We stopped at the post office to mail a couple postcards and so Jared could ship his book and his dad's Brooks saddle that I decided was definitely the most uncomfortable thing to sit on next to a plain seat post.
For the next 45 miles we rodes on the Michelson Trail. Up north it goes through old train tunnels but it was still a scenic ride for us as we enjoyed a quiet 45 miles of three percent grade while seeing coyotes, deer, and foxes along the way.
Eventually we hit the town of Edgemont which is a very small place. We settled on the only restaurant that was open and were pleasantly surprised to find that they had an affordable menu. We took the time to charge our phones and relax and had a nice older couple from Minnesota approach us. After discussing the trail and our ride as a whole they left and about five minutes later our waitress approached us to tell us that they had paid for our meal. Minnesota Nice really is a wonderful thing and we felt blessed.
After dinner we headed down the street to a small campground by the train tracks where we met three young cyclists who were going west to east. They had an interesting dynamic as there was one guy whose idea the trip was, his friend, and his friend's girlfriend. Combining that odd group dynamic with their conventional style of cooking all their own meals and logging long mileage days and I was not envious of them to say the least. Still it seemed to work for them and that's all that really matters in cycle touring.
After a nice warm shower I fell asleep as Jared talked on the phone with his ex forever before entering the tent around 2am. Tomorrow we would enter Wyoming and set our eyes on the Tetons.
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What about almost being arrested? You need to shed some light on that story.
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