With many apologies, I just realized that we never posted this video on our website. We recorded it on our Facebook page, but I realize that not all of you have Facebook and somehow in the chaos of the trip home, we never posted this!
Sorry, it has taken so long to post about Yellowstone. It’s just overwhelming trying to pare down what to share because there is SO much beauty. I’ll start with a recap of our phase 2 trip which was from June 6 to July 11, 2017.
In all honesty, phase 2 (Indiana to Wyoming) was a challenging phase for us. And here’s why:
- The weather was incredibly hot.
- Kansas and Nebraska were not only hot but like a wind tunnel with very few trees for shade for Mark as he was riding.
- We both were fighting some health issues.
With that said, we finished that phase with a bang in Yellowstone National Park. It was the first time to the park for both of us, and we were overwhelmed by its beauty. My pictures won’t nearly do it justice, but I hope they give you an idea of its majesty.
This was our view in early July a few miles in from the east entrance across the lake. Breathtaking.
Wyoming is a contrast of stark and lush beauty.
The starkness comes from arid, wide open ranches that stretch as far as the eye can see. Dry, sometimes parched land just begging for a good rainstorm where posted warning signs say “Fire risk: High.”
Then all of the sudden you make a sweeping turn and before you lies the lush beauty of Wind River Canyon. This canyon lies between the towns of Shoshoni and Thermopolis. It’s the kind of beauty that you won’t soon forget. Rock walls rise 2500 feet high, towering above the Wind River, which lives up to its name.
Monday, April 17 thru Friday, April 21: 320 miles starting in Old Town, Florida, to Eufaula, Alabama
Here are some random thoughts from the bike saddle (which is torturing me) on week 2:
Florida: Once I biked out of Tampa into the heartland of this state I found it very desolate. Some logging industry was evident, but I had periods of riding for over one hour without seeing a car, home or person. I checked out the Goethe State forest by riding through it, but I did not find much.
I grew up listening to my mom sing “Way down upon the Suwannee River.”
I never knew what a magical place it was until this week when Mark and I saw it for the first time while camping at Suwannee River Hideaway Campground in Old Town, Florida. The owner put in a 1500-foot river walk through a Cypress swamp down to the river.
That is a great question…
First, like playing poker, you have to be all in. Quit your job.
I know, scary! In all honesty I did quit my job but only after spending approximately two years preparing. Preparing means saving, and to this end we accumulated savings in cash sufficient to cover one year with no income plus another 25 to 35 percent emergency funds for the unplanned events in life like basement floods (yes this did happen and will be title of subsequent blog “Headwinds”).
Welcome to Kick Up Some Dust!
We’re a husband and wife who are ready to kick up some dust by biking across the country. That is, Mark will be doing the biking and Jane will be pulling the trailer and doing a “little” biking on the side and some hiking too.
Along the way we hope to slow down and explore all the side roads and little towns we’ve never had time to do before (that Jane always wanted to do and Mark not so much).
This trip is a bucket-list item for Mark. You see, it kind of runs in the family.