I made it through what Roosevelt called some of the nation’s 50 most beautiful miles. He was right. High steep rock faces cracked with eroded spires and bright blue sky’s. It was a photographer’s paradise and all down hill ( a cyclist’s paradise). I have to say that it was the most impressive ride so far.
Speaking of the photographer’s paradise, the camera is dead. So, sorry no pictures. It might have got wet like everything else yesterday.
The camera is only about two weeks old. So, I am going to take it back to Target. Little problem, the nearest Target is in Billings, Montana. It is 95 miles north of Cody. I am headed east. Another problem, last week they pulled my camera out of Target. Apparently there was a problem with them. So, I have only the camera and the charger no packaging. We will see how the exchange goes. I will play the ridding across the country on a bike card.
Cody is the rodeo capital of the world. So, I am going to the rodeo tonight. Never been to a rodeo. Should be interesting….