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Travel Blogs from Wheatland
... and into Canada. I got to pass through the Windsor Tunnel and pop up in Canada. I parked my car just off of what I assume was downtown and walked around for a bit, went to a coffee shop, had a panini, and walked over to the Detroit River. It wasn't too different a feeling from being in America, but for whatever reason I felt colder over there than I did in the U.S.
Curious. The highlight of the day was not only receiving a parking ticket (which I deserved), but ...
Of the past week myself and the JOH cyclists on the Trans America team have cycled over 535 miles. This week has consisted of two days off and five days of over 100 miles each. Gotta say I'm pretty proud of myself and my teammates. I was able to give my folks and little bro a call and catch up with them. I'm having a great time out here on the road and I can't wait to see them all in ...
... On the road again, from Guernsey, WY southeast to Highway 85 then north to Highway 18 into South Dakota. The landscape is absolutely beautiful, with miles and miles of a bright green carpet of grass punctuated by dark green stands of ponderosa pine and large prehistoric rock outcrops.
We arrived in Hot Springs, South Dakota and will spend several days here and more throughout the Black Hills.
Jan, Dolly and Chi Chi
I left Fort Collins around 9 am this morning. It is important I get home early today before the snows flies! The sun was shining this morning, clear skies and we were ready to go.
Last night I felt compelled to name my bike. I tried to come up with something uber masculine as it is a big, black BMW. I settled on Bertha. A bike is like a ship so I thought a female name was better. And, for those of you that know my musical tastes, there is ...
... of the other places we visited on this short trip Fort Laramie,
now restored to the era of the 1860s, gives a real feel for what like must have
been like then and there.
From Fort Laramie we were homeward bound via Cheyenne and
Greeley. Zion and Prince were excited to see their little brother when we
picked Jaz up, but Jaz apparently had such a fun time on the farm chasing sheep
and playing with other border collies he seemed not to care very much.