If we were miles from anywhere the other day, we are literally in the middle of nowhere tonight, we are staying in the county seat-population 1,500, of the least populated county of the least populated state, no wonder we hardly see anybody. We spent July Fourth in Casper, doing some shopping during the day, then attending a Minor League Baseball game of the Casper Cutthroats, them watching fireworks.
We left Casper this morning knowing it was a long day, 106 miles, and it would be HOT! The temperature when we got into Lusk was 99 degrees, with a humidity of 10%, boy were they right. The ride was pleasant, except for the heat, including another stint on the Interstate. I managed to finish, a lot of the riders didn’t, but not with too much left in the tank. It is hard for me to describe the vastness of space out here, or how far it seems to the horizon. So I tried something to help you grasp that, I stopped at a rest area on the Interstate, took a photo looking North, then turned 180 degrees, and took one looking South. Hope this helps visualize the what I’ve been riding through.
After meandering through Oregon and Idaho, we have virtually ridden a straight line across Wyoming, chewing off big chunks as we went (2-100+ mile days). Tomorrow we leave Wyoming for South Dakota, another state I’ve never been to.