Lazy Days (Continued)

I hadn't remembered how helpful a tailwind is until I turned to head back through town. In fact, I need to forget.
To make up for continued feelings of laziness, I thoroughly cleaned my bike in the hotel. In the hotel shower. Then I cleaned the shower.

I was not looking forward to Day24 when I woke in the morning. Would I only make 25 miles again? I looked outside and saw that the wind persisted. But there was nothing for it. All I could do was keep heading east.
After a long morning of pedaling, including working my way back through Aberdeen, I was 55 miles from where I started. When I stopped to eat dinner around 6:00, I called a motel up the road to make a reservation. 45 miles up the road. The woman said she was closing at 10. I said I'd make it.
Based on no successful history of correctly reading a map and accurately predicting the terrain, or trusting the wind to be consistent, I made the following two assumptions: 1. As my route turned south in about 15 miles, the northeast wind would be out of my face, and 2. After I passed an upcoming town named ''Summit'', the road should be mostly downhill. It is only by pure luck that these two theories actually did pan out, and I made it to Milbank by 9:30. More importantly, I completed another century, overcame the wind, and boosted my confidence about making continued good headway.