Last night, very tired from that day's bicycling, I was sure that today, Sunday, would be a day of rest. Before retiring, however, I checked the hourly weather projections. These projections give projected hourly temperstures, likelihood of precipitation, and wind direction/speed. Hmm, would there be headwinds tomorrow?  At 6 AM, yes. At 7 AM, yes. At 8 AM, no. What? Is the wind changing?

A definite yes to that question. By noon, it was not only going to be a tailwind, but projected to exceed 20 mph. This information changes everything. With a strong tailwind, I should be able to cover the 50 miles to Glendive in 4 hours or less, despite the initial 10 miles of climbing.

This means I can attend worship and Sunday School, have a quick lunch, and still get to the next location without additional wear and tear on the body.

Church was wonderful. Lunch was brisk. Temperatures had dropped into the mid-70s. As predicted, the ride went fast. Tailwinds are funny because one doesn't feel them. The bicycle goes faster, and in a higher gear.

Well before 4 PM, I pulled into Glendive, today's target.

Tomorrow I will be North Dakota. To me, of greater importance is to arrive in the city of Dickerson, which will be the following day. It will be a day of rest, after 8 days of cycling. Several of those days were unusually taxing, so a day off sounds good.

Happy Father's Day!