31. The Lincoln Highway.

Posting #4: 25th May 2018, Cheyenne (Wyoming) to Omaha (Nebraska).

A rather well known manufacturer of denim-wear, a brand that was officially endorsed by the Pro Rodeo Cowboy Association!! . . . Ride'em boy!!!
Lots of fields in Nebraska
Today much of the Lincoln Highway is the U.S. 30 and it's parallelled by the rail lines. The train wagons carry coal, grain, steel, Fedex truck-trailers..anything, and they're long...I counted 167 wagons on one..that's over a mile long!
My bike resting as the Sun sets.
Just follow the clouds!
Can ya guess what these are?
Grain elevators!
Inside a diner / cafe at Chappell, Nebraska. The present proprietors had bought this several years ago and renovated it, it also contains bowling lanes!
Camping at Sidney's town park was perfect as not only was there a tap (faucet in the U.S.) but also a toilet.
Aahhh!..wrong spelling!
Similar to some of the old Route 66 quaint road-side building.
So there!!
Some cool street-art in North Platte, Nebraska.
Coffee time! Every gas-station has self-serve coffee in several flavors (cup sizes being; medium, big & bloody big!) This morning's ride was muggy and cold so I was glad to get warmed up!...they also served a delicious home-made lightly fluffed pastry cream-cake!
At the next main town of Gothenberg I called into Deb's Diner for a fried breakfast. One wall was full of post-it notes from traveller's around the country & around the world. After telling Deb my story she was only to happy to let me eat free!!...and also gave me a bag of home-made cookies for the road!
Just about every day I'd pass signs advertising to vote for Sheriff, treasurer, clerk of justice, judge....I'm gonna vote for the Duke's of Hazzard Boss Hogg 
Nebraska's quite a dry state so these motorised watering-sprinklers were common site. 
Having used the warmshowers.org cyclists hospitality website for about half of my accommodation, at Lexington the weather had turned wet and cold (did I just say Nebraska was quite dry??!) My host Bryan welcomed me to take a day off but rolled into two days due to grey skies. He gave me an interesting tour of the ethanol chemical-plant he works for. The ethanol is actually a corn bi-product, extracted by an evaporation process. After processing the 95% waste of the original corn husk/ear becomes cattle food, making the process very effective with minimal actual waste.
Continuing on, just out from Lexington is an old original Lincoln Highway bridge. Sitting several metres away from the highway 30 and next to the rail line it looked quite out of place, but in its hay-day would have seen many people traverse it.
At Grand Island (Nebraska) my hosts Steve + Sherry showed me an an original 'seedling mile' of the Lincoln Highway. These paved sections were laid as 'seeds' from which the paved sections would extend out across the country. Later re-alignments closed this section but fortunately it remains unscathed, and now protected by its heritage committee.  
Sitting in a diner in the small Nebraskan town Central City I was eating my fried eggs, toast + hash browns when the waitress came over and said "one of our locals has paid for your breakfast". Surprised to say the least I find out it was a couple of twin sister pensioners sitting opposite whom had lived in the town all their lives and said it was rare to see a foreign cyclist passing through. I informed them I was also a twin and thanked them for their kind gesture. 
One of the many solitary farm road-side post boxes that I'd pass each day.
Pulling into a road-side RV parking area to see about camping this little fella couldn't keep away, soon finding me as a cat person he'd follow me around lapping up the attention. If I walked over to the tap he follow me, wait, then follow me back.
Kracl & Son vehicle garage was one of those mentioned in the book I'd read.
This next section was certainly on my list from the book!..in fact it's the very first image I'd ever seen of the Lincoln Highway from a promotional card given to me at the start of riding Route 66!! One of the few remaining original block paved sections, this one's just on the edge of Omaha, at the village of Elkhorn...I'd originally thought the entire route would be like this...if only eh??!
With yet another host arranged in Omaha upon reaching the outskirts little did I realise what lay ahead. Unable to call him to get his address as my phone's credit was used up and unable to renew using the phone itself due to not accepting my British postcode as a ZIP code I needed some WiFi to use my computer. Hunting around for a business that may help I stumble across a Harley Davidson dealer...yep, that's right, skinny legs Englishman rides an engine-less bike up to a Harley dealer full of huge chrome plated street-cool motorbikes, leather jackets and accessories. 
"of course, we're glad to help, there's even a table to sit at over there, here's an ice-cool bottle of water sir" ??????
Ya gotta just love the states!! Several minutes later my phones got $30 credit and I've contacted my host. The bad news? He lived 16 miles across the city, and it was now 5pm...imagine crossing any city at that time of day, now being the U.S., double the car-count! Intersection after intersection I slowly chipped away the street numbers, 150th, 140th, 130th...eventually down to 50th, it took about 2 hours and I was wacked! Thankful to reach Jason's home it was a city that I'd not recommend to any cyclist.
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Next up I cross onto Iowa, a state that
resembled the English countryside!