The morning started off with a big climb, but the rest of the day was relatively flat. At least the first 65 miles were. We ran into a guy who was cycling around the country. He told us we should get out of the Indian reservation we were in as soon as we could. So we pedaled hard. Apparently they have a big problem with gang violence. And drunk driving.
I found milk for $0.50.
We weren't able to escape the reservation so we camped out at a casino just before the border. After having dinner, we pulled a few bucks from our pockets and hit the slots.
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