Sore Butts and Motorhomes
We started day 2 about 100 miles south of St. Louis. By this time we were seeing motorcycles everywhere. There were bikes being ridden, towed in trailers, strapped in the back of pick-ups, all variations - streaming toward Sturgis like pilgrims flocking to their Mecca.
At a gas station outside Nebraska City we met a motorcyclist from St. Louis. St. Louis is approximately 400 miles from Nebraska City and he talked like he and his group had had a good ride so far. They were hoping to get on to Ogalala, NE before stopping for the night but said the girls with them were complaining about sore butts. GT asked what he was riding and he replied “Over there” with a wave of his arm toward the diesel pumps. “Over there” was a huge motor home. Their bikes were secure inside a large trailer behind it. We wished them a good trip, got on our bike, and rode another 150 miles to our destination west of Grand Island.