It continued to rain. It was time to move on or I would end up way behind schedule getting to Denver. The next stop was only 46 miles away. The rains came down harder and now gusting winds were beating me to death. The evening news said the area I was in got 3-6” of rain with 40-50 mph gusts. I believe it. I finally got there! The National Motorcycle Museum with over 400 bikes and dry shelter from the storm.
After hours of looking around for a place to stay I saw a sign with an "H" on it meaning hospital but also meaning hospitality like hotels and restaurants. The town was Iowa Falls ( the place is flat so how can there be falls). They have Super 8's everywhere in the midwest and this one was across from the hospital. The town was maybe 6,000 people and had a number of fast foods but I wanted to try a local non-chain.