Day 7 Lovelock to Winnemucca.

The big talk after yesterday's ride was the strength and direction of the wind, would it be as strong and in the same direction as yesterday? 'Yes' was the simple and slightly depressing answer to that. We were still in our group of 3, but started of with a number of other for the first few miles. We were on a smaller, quieter road that parallels the Interstate and again it was sunny, but cool at this time of day, 7:45am. The scenery did not vary much from yesterday and we again worked hard together to make headway against the wind, though the rest of the group fell back and the 3 of us carried on. At the first SAG we met up with three other riders who had left before us and were also riding strongly so we left as a group of 6 and it was easier to shelter from the wind as each took their turn at the front. The second SAG, like the first, was in a truck stop (lorry park in English)and going to the restroom (toilet) meant going through a mini casino and brought a new meaning to 'spending a penny.' After the second stop we were back on the Interstate and going well, but having come off it some 10 miles from Winnemucca I felt really tired and probably hadn't eaten enough, so our 3 slowed while the other 3 carried on into the hotel.
Winnemucca may not have a great deal going for it, but this region has a great number of Basques and each year they have a festival and it was on this weekend. We witnessed loads of American blokes dressed as Basques and doing such things as weight carrying and tug-of-war. Unfortuntely it was not the spectacle that we envisaged, but they were having a great time. Took a photo of a 1956 Thunderbird, will upload it when I can. Dinner was in a casino, where else, and after that I did a little on the computer before a late night, 9:30pm. After two days of hard climbing and two days of fighting the wind everyone was looking a little jaded.
Today's distance was 72.2 miles.