Day 67, Lander to Dubios, Wyoming.

The Wind river with the painted hill in the back ground.



Tucked away at the foot of the hills you can see these really neat dwellings. Must be nice being out in nature, away from the busy cities.

The Grand Tetons across the plains.

Meet Sergei from Russia. He moved to Chicago about 10 years ago, and is an avid cycle tourist. Just loves America. Good luck Sergei.

These small crag's are a great place for mountain lions. At least that's what I thought. I looked, but never saw any.

The Wind River wound it's was though the valley. We crossed it a number of times today.

Cool rock formations. Upon closer inspection. I found these rocks to actually be more like hard dirt.
Occationally they crumble and fall. Like that one piece over there.

The Painted hills are a sight to behold. Fore a minute there, I thought I was in Arizona or something.

The sun makes the colors change depending of the angle. Very cool.

We had cloud cover parts of the day, so the colors of the rocks didn't turn out that good in this shot, but believe me, it was worth looking at.

I wanted to run over there and climb up on that thing. But was too tired, and would have probably gotten arrested.

Wyoming is full of surprises. The land scape changes dramatically through out the day. One moment it looks like you're in a desert, the next you are in alpine wilderness. I'm beginning to like this place.

I wish our route took us closer to that thing there. It looked huge.

Leaving Lander.

This iron buffalo was in front of this store in Lander. Great art work.

These geese are huge. A lot larger than the ones that come to Molokai for the winter, and about three times the size of the Nene geese.

We passed through Fort Washakie, located on an Indian Reservation. Didn't stop except to take a couple of pictures. Too early for lunch.

Descending over the pass toward Duois. you just have to be there to see the awesome beauty of this place. So dynamic.

This deer spooked when i stopped to take her picture. She is actually running full tilt trying to get away.

More Lander art. Some of these must have cost a small fortune.

The Wind river again. Makes you just want to jump right in.

I saw this bear laying in the bushes on this small island in the middle of the river. I wasn't really sure what it was till i examined the picture on the computer.


Day 67, Lander to Dubios, Wyoming. "red Rocks". 75.2 miles. Total=3,042.22 miles.

Friday, July 17, 2009.

Today we broke the 3,000 mile mark. Looking back at what we've accomplished so far, it's hard to imagine that soon our journey will be over. I've learned that people are nice if you take the time to meet them, and that if you put your heart into something, it can come true................

As we left Lander this morning, we didn't know for sure if we would be able to make it all the way to Dubois. 75 miles in questionable head wind conditions at O-zone altitude might be a little too much to ask for a couple of sea level dwellers from Hawaii. We decided to give it a try any way, and had a back up plan in case things didn't work out. We had our usual breakfast, and was on the road by a little after eight. On the way out of town, we stumbled across a family of deer that was grazing right off the highway at the edge of town. When we stopped, they took off. I guess they know they are safe there, but only if people keep moving. my guess is that they were probably shot at before. And when ever people stop, that means, "Take Cover!"

The morning was perfect for riding. Cool, no wind, relatively flat terrain, and little traffic. We made good time early on. There were no services for 45 miles, so we packed plenty of water, and had some snacks on hand for when we got hungry. We stopped occasionally to take in the sights, and take pictures. It was a picture perfect day........................... We climbed over a low pass, and was again greeted by one of natures grandest sights. In the distance, we could see more snow capped peaks. These looked more rugged that thee one we were greeted by yesterday. Below lay a combination of red rock out cropping, high plains, and a small stream winding it's way to who knows where. Something I've never seen back home. I could have stayed there an hour just taking it all in............................ We ran into Matt and Barbara at a rest stop about half way to Dubois. it was good seeing them again. just as they were getting ready to leave, Barbara had a flat. Lisa and I pressed on, figuring we would see them again later on in the day. a few miles down the road, we stopped at a gas station to have lunch. There we met another west bounder who we had seen earlier that morning. we didn't get his name, but he was traveling solo, credit carding it all the way. A short time later, Matt and Barbara showed up. They too was in need of some fuel. After a short chat, we pushed on. It was only 15 more miles to go. At that time, the wind had picked up. Quite strong too. We battled those last few miles averaging a measly 6 miles an hour. It took us two and a half hours to reach Dubois. All together, we rode for approximately 10 hours.

Tonight we are at The Stagecoach Motor Inn. Good night, Ted.