Day 6 - Best ride day evah!! (so far)
Had a great nights sleep at the Best Western. Up at our usual early hour and hit the FCB at the 6AM opening bell. Went with another waffle-matic, but split it with Josie today. Oh how I long for some real maple syrup...
Hit the road soon after and the sky was overcast with some low clouds, but not particularly threatening. We had to roll by the devil's Tower again on the way out, and here's what she looked like at 7AM
Guess we made a good choice to go late in the day yesterday!
Once again, we followed either US 14 or 14A pretty much all day. There were a couple of very short stretches where 14 runs on I-90, but other than that it was 2 lane back roading for us.
As we headed north on Rte 14 / 16 from Gillette (the most a man can get?) we came on some of those electronic road construction signs warning of road construction ahead. It even went so far as to say Motorcycles should consider other options. I took that as a challenge to my motorcycle manhood.
The first section of construction was already paved over. Still had a little work left to be done, and being a Sunday nobody was there doing any of it. But then another stretch down the road were more construction warning signs and then we came to what the signs were talking about
About eight miles of torn up, half laid road bed.
Sheet... that weren't nothin! I did have to slow down in a few sections where the dirt was more sand than gravel. But we cleared that pretty easily and then something magical happened...
Nothing.
Nothing looking forwards...
Nothing looking backwards...
I was so overwhelmed in the moment that I had to pullover to the side of the road and have Josie shoot those last two pictures.
That's when it clicked.
How cool is this? There is this boldly beautiful land and scenery as far as the eye can see, land that the deer and the antelope are playing on, and other than the road that we are traveling, not much in the way of humans or their conveyances anywhere in sight. Something lifted in my heart, a lump formed in my throat, (or maybe I just had a small TIA), but right then and there I recognized that this is the exact experience that I have been needing for so long.
I can now relate to why people left the civilized world behind, jumped in their Conestoga wagons and came out into this vast openness. Maybe that was true of the settlers that landed in Wisconsin at one time in the past, and things just got ruined by over population later on.
Funny thing was that the bike didn't want top go fast anymore. Running at the speed limit (as reasonable as it is here in WY
) it felt good, and right.
Josie and I didn't talk much. We didn't listen to music at all today. We just absorbed it all in.
OK, enough of that stuff... now back to the pitchers!
One man's junk is another man's treasure. This guy is rich!
So after getting all attitude adjusted we rolled into Sheridan for a needed refueling (got some great mileage what with the altitude and relaxed right hand)
And saw our first one of these at the busy gas station
We later saw a bunch more. Apparently those side by side Quads on Steroids are quite popular out here in the wide open west.
Continuing on US 14 brings us to this unheralded gem
Holy cow. How come people aren't talking about the splendor of the bighorn mountains? This was some of the best mountain riding I've ever done before. I'm hoping that just means thatwhat we have instore for us later in the vacation, up in the Rockies proper, is even better.
Hit our first rise and i thought, Jeeze Loise, this is a couple thousand higher that Mount Washington, the highest mountain in the entire northeast! Now I realize that we started at ~4000 feet before we began the climb, but still!!!
And we were still climbing steadily upwards!!
Oh my... the views! They are breathtaking.
Spied this little dealio up ahead
And a sign that said "Point of Interest - Medicine Wheel". And the road was a single lane of gravel. i had no friggen idea what a medicine wheel was, but of course we went up that road!
Got up to the ranger station and saw the plaque and the signs to learn what the medicine wheel was.
The hike to the top of the mountain to see the sacred Medicine Wheel is a mile and a half up, and then back. If we had different clothes we'd have done it, but tromping up the trail in motorcycle riding gear held no appeal. Perhaps we will come back some day better prepared. At least we now know what it is, that it is there.
And then, what goes up, must come down...
We had not descended far when we realized that it was warming up. Quickly and a lot. And the surroundings are looking a lot different too.
The heat was really building quickly on this plateau between the mountains. Windshield in the full down, jacket unzipped as much as possible while still being fastened. After the cool freshness of the high ground, this was uncomfortable.
But still... beautiful.
We rolled into our intended destination for today, Cody, none too early. It was only 2:30 PM (mountain time) but it was so hot riding down the strip in town that we opted to forgo visiting the Buffalo Bill Heritage Center and just go right to the hotel...
Our chosen digs for the night
Doing some room research in the Cody area last night I came to realize that, due to its proximity to Yellowstone, this one damn popular vacation spot. And the hoteliers around here are proud of their rooms. I found this place for $150 (which is on the low end for Cody) but it has some very good reviews.
It is sort of a "Theme Hotel", catering to those fam damilies, no doubt, with a whole bunch of excellent looking African Taxidermy all over the hotel lobby. I like it!
Walked next door to score a fifth of hooch to refill my portable traveling bar. Found they have a unique attitude about liquor here...
Perfect! I think they should have these everywhere. I mean who wants to get out of your pickup truck just to grab another sixer for the road?
Well, that's where we sit right now. There's a BBQ joint next door that is going to get our business in just a short while. So pictures for the pR0n addicts should be forthcoming...
Edit - @ Gina re: getting any new tires - Not on Sunday, I'm sure.
But luckily the drive thru liquor store next door was open!
Besides, the tire isn't getting any worse. It's handling fine when we are over 45 mph (which is most of the time) and is fine at FJR nominal speeds on the slab. It's OK with two hands on the bars at slow speeds. Just a strange anomaly. Nothing to get upset about.
Also, the plug is holding perfectly in the back (knock on wood) so I'm going to just stick it out with what I gots.
Thanks for thinking of us!