We loaded our trailers and gear in car on Sunday night. Got up early next morning, grabbed quick breakfast, loaded our bikes on the car rack, and off we went to the parking lot where we’d been picked up from on Saturday. There would be no gaps in our cycle route, it must truly be coast to coast.
After thanking Dan, we hopped on our bikes and headed east. It took a while to work our way through Denver. We were riding during morning rush hour, so were taking side streets with many stop signs, lights, zigs, and zags. We even stopped to add fuel to our tanks. Eventually though we broke free of the city.
The miles quickly started slipping away. We were expecting a fairly easy day with gentle descents, and the way we were moving along was pretty much what we expected. Started seeing prairie dogs scurrying away regularly, which we both enjoyed.
By 11:30am w had covered 60 miles and decided to stop for lunch. It would 55 more miles before we reached the next town. There was a really good burger that really hit the spot.
After lunch the riding got much harder. It started getting really hot (reached high of 108F), picked up a nasty cross wind, and started hitting hill after hill. Our average pace slowed tremendously and we were now grinding out the miles.
About 10 miles from where we had lunch we saw a guy trudging along the side of the road going opposite direction, and stopped to see if he was ok. He pointed to his car 1/4 mile down the road and said he’d run out of gas. He was a bit crest fallen when we told him next had station was 10 miles away. Jr gave him one of his water bottles, we suggested trying to catch a ride, and wished him well. We then rode to his car to check on his girl friend. We tried emptying gas from our fuel canister for our cook stove (uses unleaded gas) into the gas tank hoping to get her a few miles closer, but unfortunately we didn’t have much left and didn’t even start the car.
Jr and I started discussing one of us taking gear out of our trailer, and riding back to town for gas for them. While we were discussing logistics she got a call het boyfriend telling her he’d gotten a ride, so we wished her good luck and went on our way.
We continued to fight the heat, wind, and hills the rest of the day. It took its toll, and drinking hot water from our bottles didn’t help (amazing how you can take a simple thing like cold water for granted until you no longer can have it). We made frequent rest stops in whatever shade we could find. Under one tree we discovered a swarm of Dragon flies. I tried to get some pics, but not sure you can make them out.
Ben was walking from San Francisco to Rhode Island. (He’ll be in 36 for several days. Currently in Anton, CO). Great guy and we had a nice chat with him before rolling on.
Wasn’t long before we reached town (Anton), where we first stopped to refill our stove fuel canister. I saw cold coke as soon as I walked in and grabbed us both a bottle, and then got 39 cents worth of gas. I feel so silly every time we fill it, but we need it to cook.
Next stop was grocery store for more cold drinks and food. We had a quick bite there before moving on. As we were getting ready to ride off Ben came striding into town. So we had another chat with him, and took group selfie before moving on.
Next town was 22 miles up the road and it was our goal for the day. But about 8 miles short of it we found dirt road on the left that had a clump of bushes. We were sick of fight the wind (it was slowly getting cooler, and hills had smoothed out since Anton) and decided to make camp there.
A quick pitching of tents, and making dinner, had us in bed shortly thereafter.
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