Griswold, Iowa

After Omaha we rode to a camp in Griswold, Iowa. The ride wasn't really long, but Iowa is really hilly. I've found that second to headwinds, rolling hills are the worst for me. I'm not real big, so I have to pedal pretty hard downhill just to keep up with the guys who are bigger and can coast downhill, then I have to pedal pretty hard to roll over the uphill as well. I'd much rather have a long climb than rolling hills.

Then about 20 miles from the end of the ride it started pouring down rain. It was the first real rain we had all trip. Plus several people said they saw lightning and I heard thunder a couple times, so we actually had to stop and sit in the vans until it blew over. Then predictably as soon as we got back on the road it opened up and poured again.

There isn't much in Griswold, so we stayed at a retreat owned by Creighton University, which didn't have hot showers. Fortunately the sun came out and we had dinner and some free time at an old quarry that is now a private recreational lake. We played volleyball and frisbee
and a couple guys went swimming, but I thought it was too cold.