Late start again.
Then first 60km took me trough floodplains of a river, indeed many many square miles were flood. Had nice tailwinds, my only worry was the weather again. Lots of dark clouds surrounding me. I was lucky though, somehow I managed it to get trough them without rain - once again. On the last miles to Toronto I got some drops though, but I pedaled as hell and was able to outrun the cloud.
Toronto is one of those depressing rundown towns you find everywhere in the US. It must have been a hub for nearby Toronto Lake Recreation Area, but these times are obviously long gone. The main street stores are all closed except for one, and that one had a broken soda fountain and less drinks in the cooler than the average US household. I was sent to a country store/grill 2 miles down the road where I finally found food after 60km.
Like often, three generations of the owner family were present. The oldest was playing a game on his tablet where you get fragments of a picture and have to guess the object displayed. "Are you an engineering student? What tool is that?" he asked and handed me the device. It was a rock climbing carabiner and they had been trying on that one for three days. Well, I help where I can :D
Few miles later I entered what's called the Flint Hills. When the Europeans arrived here they found the soil to be too rocky to plow it, so they used it for cattle ranching. Soon the buffalo were "gone" and it became prime land for cattle feeding up to the present day. What happens is that cattle from all over the nation is shipped to Flint Hills to fatten it during summer before it's sold on the market.
Except for that the area is mainly untouched by humans, being one of the few examples how the tallgras prairie looked like in former times.
The hills are long and flat (one wouldn't consider them as hills in Missouri), I had tailwinds and arrived in Eureka long before sunset.
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