When The Wild Wind Blows
This is my second time cycling across Kansas and I can now confirm that the ONLY thing that matters in Kansas is the wind direction. Wind strength is a given.....it always blows here......but the direction makes the difference between heaven and hell. Today we had 50 miles of hell and 24 of heaven.
By Kansas standards it was a lumpy day with 1000 feet of climb, but by every other standard it was another flat day thrashing away into a headwind that varied between annoying and bloody horrid.
After leaving Newton I think it is fairy to say that significantly more than half the buildings we passed were churches. Sodding great big churches in the middle of nowhere. I have no idea whether anyone attends to worship buy if they do they have a fair old drive and plenty of choice once they get there. The most popular flavour of Christianity here seems to be Mennonite......I must confess that I thought that was the stuff that Superman was afraid of.....or possibly some sort of laminate used for worktops.
It wasn't a photograph sort of day so here is a picture of me in a fetching coonskin hat!
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