Day 16 – In living color.
Hardin, Montana to Sheridan, Wyoming
This morning we were the very last ones out on the road because Ben was on breakfast/water duty, but it totally didn’t matter, and it was nice to encounter various groups of riders as we approached the middle of the group. I feel like we’re coming to a really cool point in the trip where people are comfortable knowing their riding capabilities, their own styles, fellow riders who are compatible with all of that, and then also the comfort to mix it all up. It was really fun to see riders who are normally behind to be up front, riders who are normally speedy gonzalas’s to be further back, and etc. etc.
We stopped at the Custer Museum and visitor’s center where I found some beautiful postcards. Back on the road, we passed our 1,000 mile mark and then hit the Wyoming border. Montana has been our home for a long time now, and it’s almost startling to reach a new state because it’s a milestone that reminds us how fast our time together is flying. As if I can’t write this word enough, Wyoming has be BEAUTIFUL. Today was possibly the most colorful day I can think of. So many layers of color surrounded us: the red road stretched out in front of us surrounded by bright green and gold fields, some grasses that were almost blue, dark green trees, sheets of mountains and hills far away, and the ever brilliant blue sky topping it all off. It was also a super fun day because once we made our way up in the group, I found Ane with a herd and we all got to ride together. It was a hard day for me because my stomach was upset for most of it, which let me tell you is fantastic when there are absolutely no cities in a 50 mile stretch, but the scenery and people were good distractions.
KOA campground outside of Sheridan, WY is home for us tonight. It was a $10 night again, which means that we were give a ten dollar bill to go out and find some dinner in town. We found a Country Kitchen and then walked back for a group meeeting. A group of middle schoolers read about us in their paper and came to visit us. They were planning and training for a 100 mile trip of their own for the charity Wyoming Cares in August. It was a treat to share our stories and advice with these girls, and to see their excitement and answer their questions.
This morning we were the very last ones out on the road because Ben was on breakfast/water duty, but it totally didn’t matter, and it was nice to encounter various groups of riders as we approached the middle of the group. I feel like we’re coming to a really cool point in the trip where people are comfortable knowing their riding capabilities, their own styles, fellow riders who are compatible with all of that, and then also the comfort to mix it all up. It was really fun to see riders who are normally behind to be up front, riders who are normally speedy gonzalas’s to be further back, and etc. etc.
We stopped at the Custer Museum and visitor’s center where I found some beautiful postcards. Back on the road, we passed our 1,000 mile mark and then hit the Wyoming border. Montana has been our home for a long time now, and it’s almost startling to reach a new state because it’s a milestone that reminds us how fast our time together is flying. As if I can’t write this word enough, Wyoming has be BEAUTIFUL. Today was possibly the most colorful day I can think of. So many layers of color surrounded us: the red road stretched out in front of us surrounded by bright green and gold fields, some grasses that were almost blue, dark green trees, sheets of mountains and hills far away, and the ever brilliant blue sky topping it all off. It was also a super fun day because once we made our way up in the group, I found Ane with a herd and we all got to ride together. It was a hard day for me because my stomach was upset for most of it, which let me tell you is fantastic when there are absolutely no cities in a 50 mile stretch, but the scenery and people were good distractions.
KOA campground outside of Sheridan, WY is home for us tonight. It was a $10 night again, which means that we were give a ten dollar bill to go out and find some dinner in town. We found a Country Kitchen and then walked back for a group meeeting. A group of middle schoolers read about us in their paper and came to visit us. They were planning and training for a 100 mile trip of their own for the charity Wyoming Cares in August. It was a treat to share our stories and advice with these girls, and to see their excitement and answer their questions.
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