Nightmare on County Road 52

Don’t worry. I survived the previous night without walking even funnier. Apparently “Alf” isn’t into guys.

Today was Fathers Day and so I wanted to wish my Dad a good one. Although I managed to get Skype up and running (craig.hamnett if you want to add me) the WiFi connection was such that I sounded like I was “playing ping pong”. What was more frustrating was that I could hear him perfectly well. Continue reading

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Lost Springs. Population – 4

I so wanted to get up early this morning and get on the road by 8 but my body was having none of it. I’m finding that I’m needing around 10 hours sleep to allow my aches and pains to recover, which I still can’t get used to. I normally suffice on 4 or 5 hours sleep.

So I set off at 12 after making do with a full body wash with freezing cold water. I also tried shaving but my one and only razor was packed with hair. I took procrastination to a new level by extracting all the hairs from the blade with a needle and high water pressure. That took around 20 minutes but at least the razor had returned to full functionality. Continue reading

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Caught Short – Poop Edition

Herb came into his bike shop just as I was waking up at 7:55. I did the decent thing and put some clothes on before I made him wretch early in the morning.

I put the thermarest and sleeping bag away, had a wash, talced the nether regions and finally loaded the bike. After chatting to Herb for a bit longer, I thanked him profusely once again and I parted ways. Continue reading

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Notes to write full blogs on

So I’ll catch up on these days as and when I can – I’ve been keeping up more recently so read these blog notes (which won’t make any sense to you) and we’ll fast forward to present day – in Wyoming! Continue reading

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Anyone up for a mud bath?

I managed to pull myself from bed in time to take Lena to work. It was sad that this was the last time I’ll see her, but I’m sure she’ll come and see me in New Zealand. Well, she better. Rob then drove me around to see the posh houses in town. Some people have more money than sense. Reinforcing the stereotype that Americans like to do things bigger than everyone else.

I didn’t start riding till lunchtime and Richard waved me off. Today I was heading south before I headed west and it felt a little strange. My internal body compass is used to heading towards the sunset. This is the reason why as soon as I hit the first trail I fell off – honest. Continue reading

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Meeting the family

Lena left the house in the morning before I woke up. Shock horror – I’m still not a morning person! The morning and afternoon were spent blogging, uploading photos, videos and other such tomfoolery. The type of day which doesn’t leave much to write about!

I guess I could write about the chapters of The Hobbit which I read, but you should just go ahead and buy the damn book! Seriously, if you like the Lord of the Ring movies, read The Hobbit! The evening did get interesting when I got invited out to a meal with the whole family. I felt very privileged as it was a fairly big get together and one which hasn’t happened in a while. Continue reading

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Little Red Corvette – Well, a blue one

As Lena didn’t have to be in work till later we talked about the things we could do whilst she worked. One of the things mentioned was a hot dog place called Portillos. Apparently they are sublime – I was sceptical, it’s only a hot dog, but I’d find out at lunch.

Lena left for work in Bob’s duffed up car. A deer decided it would be a good idea to stand in the middle of the road. Naturally the car won but suffered a rather large dent in the front of it – only cosmetic damage though. I’ve been told there are 11,000 deer killed every year on the roads here, I can’t find any official stats but I know even though there are many that are killed, the population of deer is still thriving. Continue reading

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