We packed up and moved on towards White Mills, a small four corners town with a gas station. Such a hot and muggy day, over 100 degrees again but relatively flat. The scenery is nondescript, but maybe I just thought that because it was so much corn and heat.
We arrived at the Fire Department early in the afternoon and appreciated the cooler of ice water the department left us. These people are just so good. A few of the transamerica bike racers stopped in for a break (they rarely sleep) and that to us is always exciting as they are celebrities in our minds.
We showered, cooked some ramen noodles and set up our sleeping bags next to the fire trucks and read ourselves to sleep.