Sat July 18
This morning i remembered that my tent may have still been a little wet from 2 days earlier, so i put it outside to air out, even though it was completely dry. We decided a day earlier that we would drive out to the mountains that Tom said I should see. It was pretty good to be a passenger as the scenery was amazing. Visited Roosevelt National Park, saw rock climbers rigged up and climbing 3 feet from the edge of the road and tons of really cool rock faces. I desperately wished I was still climbing, but being out of practice and not able to pack my gear on the bike, we moved on. We stopped for lunch at River Rock Cafe in Walden, but only after finding that the spot Tom had been telling me was really great, had been closed for a few years, guess he hasn’t gone out here for a while. He ordered a volcano burger and I had to try some it. I eat spicy and hot things almost everyday, so I expected it to be just OK, but after getting the hiccups after about 2 bites, I was a bit surprised. Then I got to sit back and watch him power through it with determination, and had to have some more because it really was so good.
We stopped at a bunch of sprorting good stores as I wanted to get some rope to complete my emergency z-pulley system in case something went awry when I would be riding in the Big Horn Mountains over the next few days, I didn’t get any though. When we got home, my previously dry tent was sitting in a pool of water and couldn’t possibly get any wetter. It was 5pm and cloudy. I mentioned that i just need the sun for a little bit and within minutes it was out and the track of running in and out of the house rotating the tent and the separate rain fly began, and amazing they both dried over the next hour, which was helpful, as i would be sleeping in it for the next full week. I think we skipped dinner that night.
Riding 0 miles (rode in car over 250)