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The Prairie Is Not Quiet

Yesterday was a hard ride: 90s most of the day, headed south into a 15+ mph wind all day. Just before 1 p.m., I stopped for a banana and water south of the Wagon Road on 165th, roughly the halfway point on my ride from Osawatomie to Pittsburg, Kansas. Here’s what I saw and heard of the prairie during my refuel:

If I had a riding buddy, we’d have had to shout to be heard.