Thanks for the comments, I really appreciate it. I know my narration isn't that great, but this is really my first try at a real ride report. Thanks again.
Now on to......
Day Six
(Warning lots of text before any pictures, sorry for the long narration)
I left Moab at around 7:00 AM local time. The sun was rising and it was going to be another beautiful day. I followed I70 to my exit at HWY191, which I would follow to Provo.
I didn’t take many pics this day, as I knew I was just making miles Until I got to Idaho.
So far on the trip I had seen very little wildlife, save a few birds. On HWY191 a deer of some kind stood atop a ridge right next to the road. I wish I would have stopped to take a picture, because he just stood there like he was the ruler of all the land.
I continued on through Helper, UT. And came along a lengthy delay for road construction. After waving us through the road meandered along the river with some breathtaking views.
Provo to Salt Lake was a mess. It was under construction and the traffic was horrid. I have never been so uncomfortable on my bike. I just wanted out. The traffic seemed to go forever as well as the construction.
North of Salt Lake I pulled over for gas and a break. My plan was to head up I15 to Idaho Falls. But I was tired of the traffic. I took a look at the map, and made a change in my route.
I exited the interstate in favor of some 2 lane roads. Passing through Logan I traveled along HWY 89. This turned out to be one my favorite rides on this trip. Following the river the road twisted and turned and renewed my energy.
I stopped at an interesting place where the river seemed to divide. The water from the river had forced a crack in the rock allowing it to flow through. It looked like a natural spring was feeding the river. It was a interesting geological feature.
Later I came upon a sign that declared “Caution, Cow Trailings” I was unsure what a cow trailing was, until...ahh they mean cow ****! It covered the road, as this was an open range area the cows were allowed to graze. I only saw one cow though. Passing over a cattle grate I came upon my first cowboys.
Though I think it was more of a dude ranch, than real cowboys. But it was cool to see them.
Continuing on HWY89, I headed towards Garden City, UT climbing higher and higher upon cresting the ridge I was treated to a spectacular view of Bear Lake.
I stopped at the overlook to take some pictures and video. The wind was really ripping and I was a little nervous to leave the bike to take pics as it was looking like the wind might catch it.
I hurriedly tried my hand at taking a panoramic picture.
I descended into Garden City and refueled the bike. My goal for the day was to make it to Jackson, WY. It was still a few hours away.
Crossing my 8th state line for the trip I was in Idaho.
I continued North towards Montpelier only stopping for gas and something to drink. Following HWY89 I crossed my 9th state line for the trip, Wyoming.
The landscape was amazing. Passing through small towns the mountains as a backdrop. It seemed every home had horses.
Passing through Alpine, WY I was tempted to stop and stay the night there. The views were magnificent, and I had spotted some cabins for rent. I thought to myself how cool it would be to have a cabin to myself in Wyoming. But the urge to press on to Jackson took over and I sojourned on.
Following HWY 89/26 towards Hoback, I stopped at an overlook and met some fellow riders. One on a Concours and the other a cruiser. I had seen them a couple times during the day and it was nice to be able to chat with them. Not sure if they are on STN or not, but they were doing a route similar to mine but they had started in Georgia I believe.
I arrived in Jackson and it seemed the hotels were either full or way too expensive. I road through town, and was struck that this seemed to be just an overpriced tourist trap.
I stopped at a overlook just outside of town and considered my options.
Turning around I stopped at a fancy hotel that had some nice cabins. I knew it would be pricey. I pulled out my Iphone and typed in the name of the hotel to check rates. $300.00! No way.
Leaving there thinking there was no way I would find a place to stay, I came upon a older log hotel that had cabins as well, and the sign said vacancy. I pulled in and talked to the man at the desk. He had no rooms left, but would rent me a cabin at a discount. Done deal.
The cabin was perfect. Close to town, my own private front porch. I loved it.
I walked into Jackson and had dinner at the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar. Buffalo burger, my first try at that. It was not bad. Afterward I walked around town, bought a T-shirt then sat in the park with an ice cream cone.
What a cool town. Another place to come back to sometime.
I settled in my cabin for the night and fell asleep to The Mummy.
Tomorrow, Yellowstone and Bear Tooth pass.
