I'm pretty sure the last point that I updated y'uns on my travels was from Rawlins, WY. That's pretty much down in the southern part of the state along I-80. The TransAmerica route takes you diagonally north and west alongside the Wind River range (my favorite), into the Tetons and Yellowstone National Parks and then you kinda sneak up into western Montana. This entails many, many crossings of the Continental Divide which aren't too bad unless there is wind. And there's always wind.
I have discovered a humorous situation: the national parks that everyone loves the most and find the most scenic turn out to be my lesser enjoyed spots and don't seem as scenic. The spots that I have come across in the national forests are significantly more beautiful and impressive and serene. I know that the parks are still beautiful, but the crowds just turn me off. Being narrowly passed by hundreds of lumbering RVs piloted by folks who don't know the first thing about them and trying to sleep in obnoxiously loud campgrounds kinda sours you on the parks. I didn't even take a single picture in Yellowstone this time. The same goes for the towns that you pass through. The larger "destination" towns that have been gussied up for tourists don't seem too inviting. But when you get to the small dusty outposts with a handful of residents, those are worth stopping at because they have real character.
|Another one of Lance's sayings was "If you're not eating good food, then what's the point?" Lance made me pancakes with peach mango jam and coffee one morning. I couldn't argue with his logic after that.|
|In Lander, I could finally find fresh produce and prepare some good eatin'. I know that everyone who has ever lived with me is saying, "Why doesn't he go to that effort at home?"|
|The Wind River Range peeking out from behind the Wind River Indian Reservation.|
|Oh how I love Mexican Coca-Cola. It's bottled in Mexico and they still use real sugar cane so it tastes much better than the stuff in plastic bottles. Typically you can't find it back East anywhere.|
|Here are their rigs. All Co-Motion tandems made in Oregon with two wheeled Burley trailers.|
|Sunset over Togwotee Pass.|
|Descending Togwotee, you run dab smack into the Tetons. There was so much haze from wildfires in the area that I never got a really good picture of the Tetons. I assume you've seen better pictures elsewhere so I'll spare you.|
|I'm sorry, Ieva. I was going to stage a photo shoot to appease your love of livestock. I ran into a procurement issue. Jackson, WY|
|In the national parks, you put everything that could possibly smell into the steel bear boxes provided. I don't want to be woken up by Yogi Bear. He'd probably want to talk about his baseball career all night and wrangle my Fig Newtons.|
|Welcome to Montana. First bighorn sheep sighting of the trip! I tried getting a photo of him squaring off with me in the road, but I wasn't fast enough.|
|Riding through the Madison River gorge and valley is so... Montana. I really don't know how to describe it otherwise.|
|Kurtis is 75 years old and riding around the country by himself. I told him that there was no way he was 75 for the great shape he was in. "Cycling keeps ya young," he replied. He showed me his license for proof.|
|I like where this bus is headed.|