Day 23/19: July 31, 2011

Cut Bank, MT to Hingham, MT

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The fellow biker and I said bon voyage and I hit the road.
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It was another HOT day.
and I found myself in a similiar water situation as before.
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I had purchased an extra bottle to have on the bike with me, but I believe I
was still dehydrated from the day before.
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I counted railroad cars to distract my mind for a couple minutes.
This one : had 140.
I remember.
It was the longest one I had ever seen.
It had to be going somewhere important to have that many.... I wanted to jump on it.

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Resources were very sparce. 
Once again, buildings were closed up.
I stopped in Galata and knocked on the office door of a motel.  I could hear a T.V. and people talking.
No one answered the door.  I just wanted water.
...maybe that is why they didn't answer.
It was 70 miles before I took my first break where I got
off the bike and sat.
Chester.
 I sat in AC for 2.5 hours waiting for the afternoon heat to back off.
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A little after 6PM I hit the road.
I crossed paths with an older Italian man heading West.
He had started in Boston.  And was ready to get out of the Midwest and plains.
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I continued on 27 miles to Hingham.
Pop. 157

Dark skies were threatening.
Camped under a pavillion in their surprisingly pretty, well-kept city park.
With running water, flushable toilets, and hose.

I still camped in my tent ... for some reason it made me feel safer.
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