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JP making friends as usual. This dude is from Illinois
Last night was not a bad sleep.  The AmericInn is equivalent to a Hampton Inn.  I sleep well.  This morning we saw the Harley guys and girls and they were still thanking me for the room.  The said they will have the hotel send me a gift from them.  I told them it wasn't necessary just do some for the next person.  Erskine joked and said they are from his area in Kentucky and it will probably be some whiskey.  The guest at breakfast were super nice.  We met a lady from Illinois and another guy from Chicago that relocated to Iowa.  Whenever you are on a bike, people are so nice and always ask, Where ya from, Where ya going and they tell of stories when they used to ride.  The conversation always ends with ride safe or have a safe ride.
Ambee getting some fresh air
   We took off on hwy 12 this morning and within minutes we were crossing into Nebraska.  Thats the first time during the trip that I realized where we were going.  I couldn't believe I was in freak'n Nebraska on a motorcycle.  We took the back roads Hwy 12 to 18 to 281 to 183, passing small town after small town.  Good people living simple lives.  No traffic, no congestion, no $4000 mortgage.  People waving who are not even on bikes and kids waving frantically like bikers are the coolest.  Ya gotta love it.  Being on a bike gives me time to reflect on life, how you miss your love ones, family and even stupid stuff.  While on Hwy 18, this dude scared the crap out me.
This lady was cool. She is from Illinois as well. She was in town for a wedding
  He passed us on a super loud Harley doing over 100mph.  He was there and boom, he was gone.  No gear, a brain bucket (half helmet that fits the top of your head), no wind screen.  A real hardcore biker.   So that makes me reflect on stupid stuff.  I looked at my windscreen that I cleaned ten minutes ago before leaving the hotel that now its full of bug juice.  So, all of those riders out there that aren't wearing helmets must be getting a lot of bug juice all over them.  Heck, my helmet is full of bugs as well.  So they must be getting bugs in their face, chest and if they yawn, in their mouth.  Yuck!  We stop for gas at the first station we saw which was 89 miles up the road.
See the bug on my shield. He committed suicide
  I promise you, two of the female clerks had hickies on their necks and another young girl walked in the store with hickies on her.  The young folks must not have too much to do around these parts.  But anyway I decided to top off the RT even though it gets 300 miles to a tank.  Like my dad told me, its better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it.   The wild thing about this stop, there was a Casino in the middle of no where.  In 89 miles, we saw no gas stations, no stores, nothing.  The ride continued on and on and on.  I hooked a gadget up to the RT so I can take pictures while riding.  You'll see the fields after fields after fields.
Fields and more fields
  By the way, if you haven't noticed already.  Bikers like to take pictures of there bikes here, there, everywhere.  Just like parents taking pictures of their children.   The only police I saw were in straight up pick up trucks.  Dark blue with small lights.  I guess they need pick ups in Nebraska.  We didn't pass a car for miles at a time, these back roads are great and you can still run 70mph.  We stopped for lunch at the Tee Pee Cafe.  The sounds of the bikes as we pulled up made some curious kids run outside to see what was going on.  I took the little boys picture.  He apparently likes motorcycles.  Don't joke, we got there and the place was empty.  We beat the lunch crowd because in a matter of 20mins the place was packed.
The Casino in the middle of nowhere.
 I had the chicken fingers.  Cathy was our waitress.  Real cool.  I gave her a $4 tip.  Before you say, way to go big spender, my lunch was $7.  Hey, I had a little extra to give and she probably appreciated it.  As we were trying to leave, we were stopped by a few people wanting to conversate, the usual where ya from, where ya going, who is riding the BMW (ME!, I say smiling).  Check this out, we are on Hwy 183, running about 70mph.  I am tucked down behind my windscreen, my chest on my tank bag and my feet on the rear passenger footpegs.  I am in the zone and having fun.  Suddenly I see a object , across the entire road ahead of me.  For a split second my brain says no way and then it was WTF! I thought it was a space ship, you know they have sightings out here.
The little boy from the Tee Pee Cafe that liked motorcycles.
  It was a combine.  The blades were as wide as the two lane rode.  We slowed and he moved over but that was funny as all get out.  I thought I was seeing a UFO.   Hwy 183 is long and we are making our way north.  I suddenly see a sign for McDonalds.  I knew we are coming to civilization.  Then there were flashing lights everywhere.  Just as I thought a bike was down.  Didn't see the person so hopefully they are alright.  I said a quick prayer and we continued on.  This town of Winner had a McDonalds, Radio Shack and three car dealerships (Ford, Jeep, Chevrolet).  We take a long break at Hwy 183 and I-90 which leads to Sturgis.
Here is the Tee Pee
  We met some nice folks traveling and saw some strange ones also.  A dude trailering two Honda.  Man they are only suppose to trailer Harleys.  One thing I thought was interesting.  I saw the fuel guy filling the tanks with the fuel truck, then he is in the store going into the office.  I'm thinking, this dude is bold.  Where I'm from the fuel guy pumps the fuel and moves on.  He goes back outside and pumps more fuel.  We ended up having a conversation with the guy and it turns out he owns the store.  After he fills the tanks, he parks the fuel truck in back of the store.  I thought that was pretty cool.  Real people doing work.  Its a lot different out here compared to Northern VA or Chicago.
See
  Now for the 100 mile ride to the Badlands on I-90.  This was the most miserable ride EVER.  First of all the speed limit is 75mph on I-90, so you better keep up with traffic or else.  Thats 75mph in the slow lane.  Then the winds are so strong the your bike is literally at an angle while you are riding down the highway.  "T" warned me about this but you have to experience it for yourself.  Once we arrived at the Badlands in a record time of about 1hr 15mins.  We stop for a much needed rest at the Badlands Trading Post.  We were pretty tense after that ordeal.   We started seeing more bikers, old women dressed like they were 13 and old dudes that are bald on top but have the pony tail in back.
Inside the Tee Pee
  You've seen them.  A small group of Hells Angels even rode up.  Much to my surprise, these bad ass biker boys (supposedly) had on full face flip up helmets, not brain buckets.  Whats this organization coming to?    They must be the soft ones.  We rode through the Badlands national park.  It was incredible.  Thats all I can say.  Then we stopped by the famous Wall Drugs.  This is the first Walmart.  Well, the Walmart concept.  They have a bunch of low priced stuff all over the store.  We ate there and the food was terrible.  I had a buffalo hot dog with fries.  After dinner we took off for our lodging which was another 52 miles down I-90.  No wind this time making the ride more pleasurable.   We are here and I am tired but I knew my audience was anxiously awaiting my next post (ya right) so I didn't want to let you down.  Congrats to my daughter also for making captain of her schools dance team.  Way to go baby! 
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JP making friends as usual.  This …
JP making friends as usual. This…
Ambee getting some fresh air
Ambee getting some fresh air
This lady was cool.  She is from I…
This lady was cool. She is from …
See the bug on my shield.  He comm…
See the bug on my shield. He com…
Fields and more fields
Fields and more fields
The Casino in the middle of nowher…
The Casino in the middle of nowhe…
The little boy from the Tee Pee Ca…
The little boy from the Tee Pee C…
Here is the Tee Pee
Here is the Tee Pee
See
See
Inside the Tee Pee
Inside the Tee Pee
This is what my coke came in and y…
This is what my coke came in and …
Here is Cathy and I.  Our waitress
Here is Cathy and I. Our waitress
The Fairfax fire truck.  The water…
The Fairfax fire truck. The wate…
More fields
More fields
Not sure
Not sure
The combine I thought was a UFO af…
The combine I thought was a UFO a…
The dude on the left is the owner.…
The dude on the left is the owner…
The Badlands Trading Post. I didn…
The Badlands Trading Post. I didn…
At the Trading Post looking
At the Trading Post looking
These dudes were taking turn ridin…
These dudes were taking turn ridi…
I was looking for the Rattlesnakes
I was looking for the Rattlesnakes
Look at this bike
Look at this bike
Down by the Wall Drug
Down by the Wall Drug
We rode 100 miles for this.  I tho…
We rode 100 miles for this. I th…
We met Antwone and his bride
We met Antwone and his bride
We are giving Antwone marriage adv…
We are giving Antwone marriage ad…
My bed for the night..Good night. …
My bed for the night..Good night.…
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