Byron, the Monk King Bird in his element sitting on his foldable chair, next to his dead mosquito and syrup art, drinking a beer.
The potter of Jeffrey City, WY. Byron, mentioned in the previous post, lives in this abandoned gas station across the street from the only other commercial property in town, a bar.
The new flat tire guy. Max changing a tube on an uphill right outside of Muddy Gap Junction, WY. The pump had been so overused by Kevin before he purchased his Schwalbe Marathon + tires that it literally exploded mid-flump. Duct tape saved the day.
classy...
The majestic Tetons.
Our first views of the Tetons during our descent from Togwotee Pass. Kevin is trying out the mid-ride photo shoot technique, cautious of oncoming cars on this windy downhill!
We pulled off the road out of some gnarly headwinds and a cold front into the parking lot of Longhorn RV/campground two miles from Dubois, WY, where we ended up spending the night. Within minutes, we were joined by this darling procession of riders, the Tribe of Judah gang. Surly looking fellows, but born again christians and super nice guys.
Tetons over water, just inside the Grand Teton National Park.
Descending from Togotowee Pass we heard there was some heavy construction. Apparently workers shuttled cyclists through a 7 mile mud pit. However arriving ourselves on a Sunday, we weren't as lucky.
The last few miles of the 90+ mile day. Not a bad way to close out the ride in the Grand Teton National Park on our way to Jackson Hole, WY and the abode of Derek and Leif (two transplanted Guilford-ites).
Byron, the Monk King Bird in his element sitting on his foldable chair, next to his dead mosquito and syrup art, drinking a beer.
The potter of Jeffrey City, WY. Byron, mentioned in the previous post, lives in this abandoned gas station across the street from the only other commercial property in town, a bar.
The new flat tire guy. Max changing a tube on an uphill right outside of Muddy Gap Junction, WY. The pump had been so overused by Kevin before he purchased his Schwalbe Marathon + tires that it literally exploded mid-flump. Duct tape saved the day.
classy...
The majestic Tetons.
Our first views of the Tetons during our descent from Togwotee Pass. Kevin is trying out the mid-ride photo shoot technique, cautious of oncoming cars on this windy downhill!
We pulled off the road out of some gnarly headwinds and a cold front into the parking lot of Longhorn RV/campground two miles from Dubois, WY, where we ended up spending the night. Within minutes, we were joined by this darling procession of riders, the Tribe of Judah gang. Surly looking fellows, but born again christians and super nice guys.
Tetons over water, just inside the Grand Teton National Park.
Descending from Togotowee Pass we heard there was some heavy construction. Apparently workers shuttled cyclists through a 7 mile mud pit. However arriving ourselves on a Sunday, we weren't as lucky.
The last few miles of the 90+ mile day. Not a bad way to close out the ride in the Grand Teton National Park on our way to Jackson Hole, WY and the abode of Derek and Leif (two transplanted Guilford-ites).
Max, you should listen to your Mother when she says get the Schwalbe Marathon + tires. Smart Kevin.
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