Day 22 Malta to Glasgow

I picked up my phone to see it was 4:45 am. Checked the weather. Rain. Soon after that a single loud clap of thunder got my attention. A rain delay to the day was inevitable. A couple more times before 8:30 the weather was unchanged. Rain. The good news was the wind was going to be blowing out of the west! 15 to 25 mph.
We finally came to life as a team about 9. It was raining pretty good out there. We agonized whether we should stay or go. I liked the rain delay. We came to the conclusion to toughen the hockey puck u. We needed to be out by 11. As it soon turned out we had to leave anyway. The inn was booked.  Karma.
We headed out into the rain. Dressed to deal with it. Layers. Add or mostly subtract as needed. It was in the mid 50s but as I noted the wind was behind us. That makes it easier to stay warm. And go faster.
There weren't many surprises in the terrain. Prairie. A few hills through out the day got our attention.
We started in Malta. Passed by the  Bowdoin National Wildlife Refuge, Saco (population 187), Hinsdale (even smaller) Then 35 miles later we reached Glasgow. That's a long way between towns. Glasgow is huge with a population of 3,258!
About 20 miles outside town we met a lone German cyclotourist headed west. Against the wind. He pulled over to my side of the road to talk. He didn't look happy. And he wasn't. The last several days he had been bucking the headwinds we have come to love. It was brutal on him. The effort. The chilling effect must have taken a toll too. The rain had long since stopped and we were in shorts and short sleeves. He was layered us with a jacket, long pants, gloves and booties! Poor bastard. We felt terrible for him. Wanted to suggest he take a ride to East Glacier where he could start to enjoy the ride again.
We arrived in town taking our time to select an inn. The weather looked atrocious again. It had been chasing us for a while. As soon as we pulled into the portico it started pouring. The bad news is there wasn't any place close by to get dinner. We did learn that the local Pizza Hit doesn't deliver. We learned that the Chinese restaurant does. Score!
My max speed was 36.6!  Mostly we enjoyed the swift wind at our backs. Spinning along effortlessly for the most part. My average speed was 15.3 for the 70 mile ride. That's @4.5 hours in the saddle. It felt awesome. I tell you, if I had felt any better it would have been illegal.
Tomorrow we head to Wolf Point. Population 2,821.
Thanks for letting me share my day with you.
I am truly a blessed man.
Cheers.
Kim