Frontier Rider

The tour headed west this past week to pedal Curt Gowdy State Park outside of Cheyenne, Wyoming and get a glimpse of southeast Wyoming. 

Home base was Cheyenne which tops Denver's "Mile High City" designation by about 1,000 feet in elevation. The "Mile High and some change City!!" The lungs were feeling all 6,000 feet on the trails but a beautiful park Mr. Gowdy has named after him. The visitor center has a bunch of pictures of the legendary broadcaster fishing and hunting with sports legends, celebrities and presidents from the old "The American Sportsman" show back in my youth. He was a sportsman for sure; kind of reminds me of my friend Rob with the many hunting/fishing expeditions he's been on. I attached a short clip of my pedal at the bottom of this post. Take note of baby rider at about the 1:37 mark. Hold on tight son!

The city of Cheyenne has some good people. It must be the cowboy thing but local establishments allow customers to "get one for the road" so out came the paper cups (big gulp size), in went some jungle juice booze or whatever and off went a happy customer. Yee-ha and heads up drivers! And no, I did not partake.

As far as airport fun, with my new hip I was able to get my crotch grabbed going to and coming from Cheyenne; so I had that going for me.

Trail Head

Looking for Gold in the (dune) Hills

My Monday morning trot around the beach has one constant, the two fellas pictured, searching for anything and everything that may have dropped out of the pockets of the many beach-goers over the weekend. Not many people are bringing priceless jewelry to the beach (and leaving said priceless jewelry) so guessing the two bring home a couple bucks in change each Monday. My theory is their wives bought the metal detectors for them to get them out of the house.

Laugh as I may, I'll probably join them in a few years after I pack up my belongings and stop working full time.

Trail Head

1984 - The Year of Eating Free

A little different version than Orwell's 1984 with Big Brother being replaced by Big Mac but 1984 was the year one of the fast food chains had the Olympic spirit in the form of a scratch off card that presented an Olympic event when scratched. If the U.S. takes first, second or third in that event, free food for that card holder! 

Said Olympics were boycotted by 15 countries (I looked it up), with the old Soviet Union leading the charge. With that, the U.S. dominated with close to 200 medals overall. Mix that with the stack of about 30 scratch cards the ladies at the local establishment would give us each time we came in and we had ourselves a feast; with a splash of gluttony. We were still in high school though, so I could polish off a 20 piece nugget without breaking a sweat with room for more.  

U.S.A.

Trail Head