Gillette to Devils Tower, WY

We headed to the Golden Corral again for breakfast. The lunch stop was in the town of Moorcroft. I had planned to do some more spinning during lunch today. Jeremy had finished the modifications to my bike last night.

On the way to lunch, we passed up a group including Jane, who had two flat tires already that morning. We noticed that her rear tire was in bad shape, and since the van had spare tubes but no spare tires, we swapped her rear wheel with the one from my bike, which was up on the roof rack. Her rear skewer was a type that I didn’t think would fit properly on the wheel mount of my trainer, so while waiting at lunch, I started riding up and down the street to see how it felt. It felt better than I expected, so I decide to ride the rest of the way to Devils Tower. A mile or two down the road, I started to think I had made a mistake, but once I got warmed up, I felt good. There were a couple of minor climbs, but the route was pretty mild overall; the part I rode was about 32 miles.

We stayed at the KOA campground right at the base of Devils Tower. As soon as I got my tent set up, a tremendous thunderstorm broke out, so I just ducked inside and had a great nap for about an hour until the storm blew over. I had just enough time to grab a shower afterwards, then we headed up the road to a local steakhouse for dinner.

fter dinner, back at camp, the staff threw a margarita party. Also, Molly had organized a “no-talent” show. During the ride, Sue had approached me and asked if I wanted to join her and David from California in a railroad medley (I don’t know where they came up with that idea), and I foolishly agreed. So, I did my part, which was a chorus of “City of New Orleans.”

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