An early start into strong headwinds. After two hours I reach Casper where I find a bikeshop and get my derailer fixed. From now on the landscape changes. More people, farms and less mountains than the lady few days. In the afternoon I reach the 5.700 km mark, 1/4 across the Americas. I make a perfect arrival in wheatfield just when it gets dark. I go to the only Mexican restaurant in town and get a burrito before riding out to find a sleeping spot.