2 days after easter, I set out again, armed with 1 ATM card and a passport for ID. The wind was blowing even harder in my face than the other day.

This was a pretty shot I neglected to take last time! You would have never seen it if I hadn't lost my wallet...
I busted a spoke, and found that I had to lean my bike against something to reload it after I fixed it. I had to walk my stuff to a mileage marker about 30 feet south of where I did the repair. It was hard to even WALK against the howling wind! But I noticed this anthill covered with ants on the way:

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