Doulgas - Caspar - Build - Shoshoni

Wyoming continues to vary in scenery and keep us interested. I keep seeing more mountains in the distance and wonder what going through Teton Pass is going to be like.

In Douglas, we ate a ranch for dinner! I got to try riding a horse, and we learned a lot about ranch life in general. The sunset there was beautiful. We also got to relax indoors for a while watching America's Funniest Videos.

We thought we were camping out for the first time in Caspar, but it turns out we were staying at the lodge there, which was super cush and awesome. Camp fire and smores still happened, also awesome.

In Caspar's build day, Jake C. and I were making rafters for a roof, and we needed to figure out the angle at which to cut them. I didn't happen to have a scientific calculator on me to get the inverse tan of 1/3, so I ended up calling Tim to receive the number (18.43 deg) to 2 sig figs and in degrees not radians. Thanks again, Tim :) We then had huge problems cutting the birdsmouth (a notch on the rafter that prevents it from sliding off the walls) because the tiny jigsaw kept bending and cutting at an angle and not perpendicular. Marita ended up saving us with another saw, and we managed to get the rafters nailed together before the day was up.

Mrs. Rowell, I didn't get to see Wells Fargo Bank, but I did see the spire from the car, and I got really excited and sad at the same time because they had plastered "Wells Fargo" on to it, detracting from the design. Thanks again for telling me about it.

Today I rode into Shoshoni pretty early. It was a 97 mile ride, and somewhat windy, but I managed to keep a pretty steady 16 some mph the entire way through. I saw two cyclists sitting in the shade of the gas station by the fire station we're sleeping at tonight, and it turns out they're also riding to the west coast from New Jersey. It was interesting to compare stories. They're riding a lot faster than us for one, and they also have a much more fluid ride schedule. They also don't wear chams or chamois butter! Silly mountain bikers. There are so many more people who are riding across America than I thought.