Apr 17, 2013

I went on a bike ride in Yellowstone...

We took off on a bike ride where we would ride 50 miles through Yellowstone, spend the night, and then ride back home the next day.  It began innocently, with the sun peeking out now and then.  
I was hoping to have kicked my cold, but my nostrils were filled with sinus goo, and my body was sooo sluggish.  

The clouds kept getting darker and every time we stopped to shove food into our mouths, I kept thinking "I really don't know if I can ride 50 miles today, and then turn around and ride 50 miles tomorrow."

Courtnay and Meg just kept plugging along and I started to feel like the clouds were swallowing up my head.

This is where I told them I needed to turn around.  My goal was to make it 10 miles and I went 12.  They convinced me I could make it 40 (FORTY!) more.  So I went for it...

And then at mile 14 I bailed out.  My nose hurt from so much wiping and my lungs were burning.  They kept on and I turned around to go back to the car.  It was eerie riding on the road where there were no sounds and no signs of humans.  A car passed and didn't slow down, and eventually I made it back through the wind and cold back to the parking lot.

Right before my car, this buffalo was in the road, ignoring me.

I ended up driving several hours around the closed roads to meet back up with the girls.  They were grateful, because the return trip back on a bike the next day was going to be even colder and icier.  
On the back of my car, my bike seemed content to just gather ice as I finally pulled into the hotel.


  1. I think you made a good choice! If the weather was nicer it looks like it would have been a fun trip. I would live to try that sometime!