Day Four

He Said:

Apparently the years of riding bicycles and long distance motorcycling has done little to callous my bum and help prevent saddle soars. We have been on the bike for a total of 1500 miles or so and still have around a thousand left to Indiana and the sweet salvation of Her sister's delicious desserts. I only mention my rear because if mine hurts, I can only imagine how bad Hers is and yet she hasn't complained once. She has been so wonderful.

This morning we woke up to beautiful skies again and packed up camp. We were on the road by nine this morning, making it one of the earliest days yet. The plan today was to go from Yellowstone to Gillette, WY, via the Chief Joseph Highway and Cody.

We began our morning with more fantastic wildlife through the park and eastern Montana. The scenic Highway was so incredibly beautiful. I never get tired of being on it. Riding a motorcycle on it made it even better. I was glad I was enjoying it with such a wonderful companion.

The rest of the ride itself today wasn't supposed to be very interesting. Looking at a map, one only sees the vast flat landscape that I thought made up eastern Wyoming. However, shortly after leaving Greybull, WY we began a climb up through one of the prettiest canyons I have ever seen. About halfway up this canyon in the Bighorn National Forest, we came to Shell Creek Falls. This was so amazing. A small creek manages to cut through enormous granite slabs and then creates one of the most unbelievable waterfalls. There was a fantastic overlook and ranger outpost to view the falls. It made our day on the bike much more enjoyable.

Once we left the canyon and zigzagged down the road, the ride mellowed out and we rolled into Gillette at around eight or so. Another long day on the bike. We tried to camp at this private campgound called "Crazy Woman" but the lady who ran it frightened us, so we ended up at a Super 8 instead.

She Said:

Trav just about covered the day leaving out only the minor fact that WE ALMOST GOT RUN OVER BY AN RV!!! We were stopped by a large line of cars all attempting a look at the wolf that was hanging out by the road. Very cool to see a wolf! Future visitors beware, people are constantly breaking and halting in the middle of the road and getting out their binoculars for a glimpse of something spectacular. You can hardly blame them except for all the spots designated to pull into for viewing. Come on people- do the right thing :) Anyway...We were stopped and could not move in any direction. We were behind an RV (which to someone on a moto looks like a huge wall on wheels) when they decide they needed to back up. Yep, they were backing up while we were right behind them! Trav starts pushing the bike back, but we were no match f0r the big beast. Luckily we have a very loud horn that finally got their attention. Finally the big wall of imminent death came to a halt and we were saved. I know being on a moto is dangerous, but never imagined the torture of watching yourself get run over in slow motion -creepy. Other than that, he captured the beauty of the day. Oh yeah, and we had a little run-in with a squirrel's tail.