Busted Knees and Rainy Nights

Ben spent an extra day in Eureka, NV resting his knees. As you can see from this picture, there is not much to Eureka. I have no doubt whatsoever that he spent a long, boring day watching bad TV while he rested his legs.

He set out the next morning for a long haul to Ely. The trip ended up being over 80 miles because he missed a turn inside Ely and headed out of town the wrong way. Once he realized, turned around, and then headed in the right direction to the campground, he had added more than 4 miles to the ride. That doesn't sound like much unless your knee is "blown out." I sure hope it isn't actually blown, as that might mean the end of the ride. I hope a bit more rest will help it out.

Of course, riding in occasional rain showers is never any fun either. At least the heavens waited until he had set up his tent before they completely opened up and dumped. He says it is cold and blustery, but his tent keeps him warm.  I told him to ice the knee, and he said it was too darned cold to add ice.

Let's hope Nevada isn't the death of him! Maybe Utah will be kinder and gentler.

At least Ely is a little bit bigger then Eureka. Hey, it's all relative, right? Real grocery stores and an actual bike shop. What more could he want?

Here is the campground he is in. It has all the mod-cons he could want: water, electricity, showers and WiFi! OK. He might prefer a soft bed, or his dad's food, but not too shabby.