Saturday June 18th, Sunday 19th

Saturday: We woke to what would be an ever windy but sunny day. Ah, when the wind is blowing at you it's going to be a greeeeat day. Not!  The rolling hills of wheat are as green as you can get. When I say rolling hills I mean rolling hills of evilness! Its so discouraging to get to the top of a leg burning, brutal hill only to see  yet another one steeper and longer sticking its tongue out at you. Oh and for all those that told us, "oh don't you worry, its flat out there in South Dakota,"  I beg to differ!
After fighting wind, hills, and a few more broken spokes, we decided to take a break at a totally random baseball field out in the middle of nowhere. I mean seriously it was probably 20 miles to the closest town -really strange!
We made some awesome spaghetti in our little stove adding broccoli to replace the meat. We still had a 30 mile trek into the wind and needed the carbs. As we were going up one of the most brutal hills we broke two more spokes. Dayne loves changing spokes! Getting covered in grease and dirt from the road would be any ones dream of course!
We were hooked up with a place to stay that night by cousin Lisa. Thank you Lisa!   Luke and Crystal provided us a well needed shower and cooked awesome home made pizza for us. It was so delicious  Dayne ate almost a whole one to himself. What else is new, right? After pizza, salad, home made cookies and blueberry muffins we were finally full. If you didn't know already, we eat a lot and love it! Haha. Thank you Crystal and Luke for all! Sleeping on a bed was what we needed although we are getting quite accustomed to sleeping on the ground without even our mats. I think this is due to the fact that 6 to 7 hours on a bike can make you so tired anything feels like a feather bed.

Sunday: After eating a healthy delicious bowl of cereal provided courtesy of our awesome hosts , we headed out. This would be  the last sunny day we would see for awhile . Riding through Pierre South Dakota, we saw what the devastation of flooding truly is. The town is situated along the Missouri river (a bad place  to be in a crazy year like this one). Houses have been evacuated and a huge dirt levy built by the national guard surrounds the town. The back tire needed to be "trued" and we needed more spokes so when  we reached the next town with a bike shop we looked for a  couch surfing host. For those not familiar with CS; you make an online account, sharing info. about yourself.  People who offer a "couch" in the town you are in can "accept"  and then you have a place to stay. It might sound sketchy but it is a super great way to meet cool people and avoid the high cost of hotels and such. Gratefully, Martin in Ft. Pierre accepted us, so we headed that way. Right off the bat we were introduced to his family, mom and dad and younger brother. All great people who welcomed us into their home with open arms. After feeding us some awesome roast beef they had just cooked, Martin and his brother Adam took us up to the spillway of the damn. This was totally insane. There are 6 pipes probably about20 ft in diameter, all of them shooting out water with such force it made the ground shake. Since there is so much water they have to let it out the emergency spillway at 160,000 square feet a minute. That's 1.5 times more than Niagara falls! We saw all the flooding and damage caused by it. All these peoples houses empty with sand bags surrounding them not knowing if they will be totally flooded or not.
That night it started to rain. It didn't stop for two whole days and there were tornado warnings too. We stayed with the Calkins for three days! They were so generous and treated us like family. They fed us these amazing meals, shared good conversation and took us around town, like this award winning ice cream place which was absolutely exquisite. We were welcomed to shower, clean our dirty cloths, and they helped us get needed bike parts. Although the weather totally sucked, we are grateful because it gave us the chance to meet some of the funnest, sweetest people one could ever meet. We're so grateful and will never forget this lesson of seeing just how big of hearts people can have. By far one of the biggest lessons learned on this journey.
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Pictures!

Jewel Caves

Cruisin through Colorado right after we lost our solar panel :(

Yay first state crossing!

Harney Peak fire lookout, highest point in South Dakota

We got to the peak when the sun was setting, beautiful but had to hike back 4 miles in the dark 

Hill City, we hid in the trees behind us at night, best home away from home ever

The wind never stops blowin out here in South Dakota!

That's what you call WAY too much water in the lake, tons of flooding in Pierre, SD.

Right when we were taking off, so naive...haha

Friday June 10th

We ate breakfast in a interesting biker/fisherman bar where there were hundreds of one dollar bills taped everywhere with peoples names on them. After that we made the 30 mile journey to Casper Wyoming in quick time.While riding down the street in town we were approached by a super nice couple, John and Mary O'connor. They offered us a shower and place to stay if we wanted. We hadn't showered in days so the thoughts of getting the dirt and sweat off sounded quite pleasant. After the lovely  showers they fed us an awesome lunch while telling of their own adventures out on the road. We couldn't have been happier hanging out with these two super nice and giving people! Sadly their daughter was at a school camp and we never got to meet her. John took Dayne to get a new tire which was welll needed. The old one was getting quite warn down. Being that they were so generous and fun we decided to rest that day and stay the night. Also we rode to the Cheap Seats theater and saw Fast Five, good thing we didn't pay much for those tickets! Haha. We were offered a nice bed but decided the tramp sounded more fun since it was so clear out.
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June 13th, 16th, 17th

Monday: We woke up in the Inn and went down for a continental breakfast which was oh so much better than our usual fare of granola bars and penut butter. We decided we would stay in the Black Hills and check out the scenery for a day or two more. We saw Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, Jewel Cave, and hiked Harney Peak. It's the highest point in all of South Dakota, which has an amazing view of 5 states! We stayed in Hill City every night storing our trailer in the Inn we stayed at  the first night, but after that we camped within walking distance in the woods. The whole stay was amazing and we highly recommend your next summer adventure to be there!

Thursday:  We headed out, sad to leave but ready to get back in the saddle. Okay we weren't ready for the pain~  but there's some things you just can't change, and that saddle pain does not go away until you get off the bike again. We made it to Rapid City, hungry and tired from all the hill climbs. We found a super good mexican grill and refueled. Dayne asked a nice BestBuy worker who was on his lunch break if he was going to finish the rest of his chips and dip, and ate it happily when he said it was no problem. We had the wind at our backs and headed across the flat grasslands. After riding in rain for a couple hours we decided to stop and found a nice field that seemed free of cows and other livestock, pitched the tent and were soon fast asleep.

Friday:  Waking with the sun at 630 AM  we made breakfast, which consisted of instant oatmeal we snatched from our continental breakfasts days earlier and granola bars. We made it to Badlands national park in great time with the wind at our backs. At a gas station right outside of the park we met Sitting Bear and Anthony Braveheart, two very nice, very drunk Native Americans. They were very adamant that we get a picture with the two of them and then  we said goodbye as they drove away, luckily in the opposite direction we were headed! The drive through the park was awesome, There are tons of crazy dirt hills much like Goblin Valley in Utah. We rode until sunset which was at 8:15, which is really early for this time of year, Later we heard it was due to the fact we were just miles from the time zone change. The problem with setting up camp so late is that you can't tell for sure if there is livestock about.  We wondered if we would wake to cows or horses sniffing us out  whether they might clumsily walk over the tent in the night. Luckily it was livestock free and we slept like rocks.

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Saturday 6/11

Saturday 6-11-11:

Woke up from a nice slumber on the tramp at the Oconner`s house. They were so generous they even had bowls ready for some nutritious and delicious cereal. After our sad goodbye and a quick picture we headed north towards Wright, Wyoming. It was a 91 mile trip and we wanted to get an early start.

Along the frontage road we met two biker men that we rode with for about 5 miles. They had some good advice about the terrain and warned us that about 20 miles ahead toward Wright there were serious storms, and to watch out. At the time we didn't think too much about their warning which we came to find out we probably should have.

After riding in rain, hail and crazy winds our tire blew out, hurray! Instead of patching it we sat down with the tarp over us and planned on waiting it out. Out of nowhere we had two saviors come asking us if we needed a ride.  While riding the 4 milesin to the town, they told us there was a tornado warning in effect in that area till 11pm that night.

Our saviors, Vern and Kay Bennett, are some of the most generous sweet people on Earth! Dayne and Vern worked on the bike for a couple of hours, because the three spare  that we brought all seemed to have holes in them! One was a brand new tube from a bike shop in Draper, I choose not to name, that when pumped up burst because it was total junk! The others were older and had split from being folded for so long, I guess. Vern gave us tools and batteries that we were in need of, which we are so so so grateful for! Kay fried us up an amazing chicken and rice dinner that we devoured ever so happily. Seeing that it was late and wet outside they had us sleep in a spare bed, ah it did feel nice!

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June 12th

The O'conners gave us a gift certificate to subway also!  So we used it to get breakfast before heading out of town.  While we were ordering, a super cool guy from Canada started asking about our trip. He was down in the area working at a local mine. He bought us a dozen cookies! Man people are so cool! We took off with high hopes and full stomachs. About 5 miles out of town our first flat occurred. After taking the spare water bottles, saddle bags, trailer and tire off, we patched over the patch. The tire held pressure so we put everything back on, and set off. This time we made it a good 20 miles. After repeating the process I just mentioned, we set off hoping the triple patch would hold. Well for 10 miles it did, then back to patching over patches yada yada yada. This happened 6 times! We had made it 40 miles when we should have made it 80 and wasted almost the whole day! The nearest town with spare tubes was 30 miles and by this time we would make it about 5 before it would go flat. We decided  to use the next best thing, our thumbs. After many failed attempts, two trucks pulled over. They were the most red neck boys you could ever meet. Three of them, oil field workers who liked driving trucks and loved driving them fast!  We arrived in Hill City, South Dakota in record time and still alive! They were super nice for picking us up and we did have some good conversations about "workin 65 days strait from sun up to sun down", you know usual stuff. We decided since it was dark out, to use our one mulligan and stay in an Inn. Oh the beds were so soft and we watched this thing called TV! So after a long  day of dealing flat tires we washed off the grease and slept like a kings/queens!

June 7th and 8th

Tuesday: Waking up with the sun we headed out towards Craig CO. I have to say, with the amount of road kill that is out there one could really make a business in the fur industry. We arrived to our first town with a Walmart since Vernal UT. So far most the towns we had been through consisted of a name on a map and maybe a run down old barn. After visiting the local mexican restaurant with the name ending in "tos" much like the Utah classics, Betos...Albertos etc, we headed north towards Wyoming. We officially planned on going through the Rockys, but decided they were named the Rockys for a reason, and with our limited time we chose to go with the flat less scenic route. As we were heading north in the middle of nowhere, we saw a man riding his horse with his dog alongside. As we passed him, his dog decided to make a B-line strait at us, coming within a couple inches. After being creeped out by that random, almost fatal (for the dog or us) incident we found a dirt road that was camp worthy. While falling asleep as the sun went down, a friendly antelope zig zagged towards us. Our guess was that we probably stank enough to make him think we were a dead relative, or he just wanted the hay pile we were laying by...I say it was the stink personally, haha. Total miles: 55

Wednesday: We don't have proof, but think an animal crapped on one of our bags. Why we think this you might ask? Well, after packing everything up there was a strange yet terrible smell on our bag. A smell that makes you think something was dead in it...but nothing was! Kind of scary when you just lay out a tarp and throw your sleeping bags down, seeing as one of us could be the victim instead of the poor bag. After that whole craziness we took off with many miles to put behind us,and believe me when I say, these miles were not pain free by any means. Its amazing how many aches and pains the body can have. Especially when you sit in a small hard saddle for 6 hours, talk about hurt! Forget Chinese water torture, a saddle all day would do just fine! We crossed the border and came to a town called Baggs. After being told the water was not drinkable because of all the flooding, we went to the small convenience store to buy a gallon. Although the people treated us like we were aliens, our ten minute stay in Baggs was quite entertaining. Along with most the small towns we pass through, trucks seem to outnumber people. We played a game called, "just how many trucks can you fit in one intersection." So far we have seen eight, plus a car that was somehow turned into one, but we didn't count it because that's just silly! After hours upon hours of beautiful, take your breath away oil fields, we arrived at the I-80 intersection. Luckily there was a firework shop where we got some water and mini sticks of dynamite. We figured if we were going to be hit by a truck on the interstate we might as well blow it up in the process. We arived in Rawlings Wy. hungry and tired as ever. After polishing off a large mushroom swiss burger and cheese fries we found a nice sandy road and hid out for the night.The stars were so amazing. Total miles: 91

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The first few days update

Let's see its been almost a week and we haven't blogged once. So sorry guess living on the shoulder of the road can get a little crazy. Let me go over our first week for ya'll.
Saturday: we headed off from heber Ut. Yes I know you might ask why we didn't take off from our home in sandy, and that is a good question that I don't feel like answering! Ha ha call it lazy, we just didn't want to deal with either having to ride on the interstate up parleys canyon, or go through utah poop county! Our first climb went quite well and we had high spirits when we reached daniels summit. Going towards strawberry res. we were a little disheartened by a nasty cold head wind. Oh and on that same road we had a whole lane to ourselves due to construction. When we saw the highway patrol lights flashing we thought we were in trouble for riding on the newly paved lane. No it wasn't that at all, they were nice enough to bring us the bag we had dropped a couple miles back. Thank heavens because that bag had our stove and other valubles. We trucked on and made it just outside of Duechesne at daynes parents property. Oh and a word for the wise, don't stop at the fruitland store and try to get tap water when you are totally out 15 minutes after they are closed. They won't open the door for you and will ignore you even when you plead. But back to being at the property, we were totally famished when we got there due to lack of caloric intake, something we soon learned is VERY important to keep up on. Luckily a pizza place out of duchesne delivered the pizza to us. As it was dark he turned on his flashing cop lights for us. Yep you heard right, a first response pizza delivery car. Mileage total: 60

Sunday: we woke bright and early eating pizza for breakfast. We passed a fellow biker with enough stuff for three people. The wind was at our backs and we covered a lot of ground. We met three nice people at a gas station in roosevelt. Bonnie the attendant, who when dayne asked how many people live in roosevelt she replied, "too many!" Another was I funny trucker man who stepped on our solar pannel that was clearly visible on the sidewalk, hope he drives more strait then he walks! The other was a younger guy named brandon, who had some interesting things to say about relatives living in roosevelt who's restaurant is the best food in town. We made it to green river being eaten alive by mosquitoes whenever we stopped erratically running in circles. Luckilky we got the tent up with only a few hundred bites and got some shut eye. Total miles: 80

Monday: we took off early that morning being chased out of town by the relentless mosquitoes. No matter how fast we went they seemed to get stuck in our draft behind us and kept biting or backs and arms. We made it to the colorado border mid day with a narly head wind. In dinosaur co we stopped and had some home made ice cream hiding in the shade from the blistering sun. As we filled up on water we met a nice gas station attendant that kept sweeping leaves that would just blow right back. Luckily changing direction we had the wind at our backs and made it to maybell Co. While looking for a place to camp we met some great people at the campground. They fed us a delicious meal of mashed potatoes , corn, and steak that the rancher raised himself. There we showered off all the dirt and salt, which soothed our sunburnt crispy skin. After driving a block or two down a residential street that was dirt mind you, we were in blm land and got some good rest. Total miles: 80

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Packing...ahhh!

Who would have ever thought packing for a two month bicycle journey would be so hard.  After hours upon hours of working things out, I think we have everything packed away.  Thank goodness for all those hours of Tetris!  Bring on the sore legs and mean saddle burn ha ha.