When we left Nickerson the worst of the storm had passed and all that remained was light rain. We biked by some of the damage it left behind. Thankfully the towns we passed were prepared, because the gravel side roads were flooded and it looked like many of the farms crops were under water. We proudly wore our lanyards to display we were guests and then hopped in the van.

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