Made it to Torrington. And back.
Done and done.
Now my legs are tired. Stairs are a challenge.
It was a lovely day to be out. Not too much of a headwind.
Kingfishers and cows. Fields of alfalfa hay.
A friend sighting or three. (Hard to tell when people give you a friendly honk but you can’t see the driver.)
A nice break for beef jerky and plums at the Lyman park.
The marshy area near “prairie dog bend” was full of wildlife. Avocets. Mallards (ducklings included). A flock of blackbirds that we flushed into a tighter and tighter bunch as they repeatedly flew and landed just far enough along the fenceline to feel safe. A couple of herons, one of which throatily protested its offense at our presence.
A field mouse that ran across the road and avoided our tires.
A successfully avoided dog incident. (Two labs and a heeler came charging into the road at us, but we stopped, dismounted (water bottles at the ready), and hollered until the owner called them back – whew!)
Laramie Peak visible in the distance over waving fields of green wheat.
A lunch break of restaurant grilled cheese sandwiches that was just like home in the respect of having the sandwiches cooked and brought to the table about 7 minutes apart. (???)
A break for raspberry ginger beer.
A tailwind on the way home when we needed it most.
Copyright 2014 by Katie Bradshaw