Cycling 5000 km, from Banff in Canada to the US-Mexican border, raising money for MS research.
Hartsel > Salida
Sleeping in a lodge, on the couch in a GIGANTIC living room isn’t a big success. I soon switched from the couch to my own airbed and sleeping bag, but still it wasn’t very comfortable. It also was way to hot in there for me. Well that’s what you get when you are used to sleeping outside for 40 nights. So I packed up early and went on my way. I quickly stuffed myself with a couple of pancakes in Hertsel and jumped on my bike. The first bit went well, but than I came to a point where the trail was completely turned into thick mud by tonight’s rain. That’s reeeeeeally heavy to cycle through I can tell you, on top of that some parts of the road where so rutted by trucks that the clay under-layers had came up.. What that stuff does to the moving parts of a bike is terrible. Tires get deadlocked, no way to get some movement at all. It’s a good thing I began early, this is going to take me a while… I toil and slog on and on. Eventually an other saving angel comes by, Al Valencour, a couple of years ago he bought some land here and is going to hunt for elk this weekend. He is quite willing to put my bike and luggage in his trailer next to his ATV and bring me further up the road to a point where it’s passible again. After that I move on again on my own strength. Thanks Al, you’re a champion!
This afternoon it starts to rain yet again, and I can’t avoid some wet clothes. However during the descent to Salida the sun suddenly comes out from behind the clouds and I have to take off a few layers of clothing and my gloves. It just got hot all of a sudden!
Salida is a nice town with very nice old houses with obvious Mexican influences. When I enter town a deer is walking over the road and it jumps over a fence, into a garden to graze. Later on I see that happening more.
Quickly run some errands, I won't come across any stores for the next couple of days.
This afternoon it starts to rain yet again, and I can’t avoid some wet clothes. However during the descent to Salida the sun suddenly comes out from behind the clouds and I have to take off a few layers of clothing and my gloves. It just got hot all of a sudden!
Salida is a nice town with very nice old houses with obvious Mexican influences. When I enter town a deer is walking over the road and it jumps over a fence, into a garden to graze. Later on I see that happening more.
Quickly run some errands, I won't come across any stores for the next couple of days.
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Wild Burro: These are the feral (descended from domestic stock that has gone wild over generations) asses which run wild in the Western part of the United States.
Wild Burro: These are the feral (descended from domestic stock that has gone wild over generations) asses which run wild in the Western part of the United States.
Wild Burro: These are the feral (descended from domestic stock that has gone wild over generations) asses which run wild in the Western part of the United States.
Wild Burro: These are the feral (descended from domestic stock that has gone wild over generations) asses which run wild in the Western part of the United States.
Wild Burro: These are the feral (descended from domestic stock that has gone wild over generations) asses which run wild in the Western part of the United States.
