Yesterday’s battery-by-tumbleweed, and the wind blast that flipped us over, on the heels of Monday’s assault on (and by) Rabbit Ears Pass, reminded us that we are not on an amusement park Ride. The Ride takes place in the real world of motorists, pavements, terrain, wind and weather.
We don’t mean to overdramatize. We don’t take risks like the people who flee their country to escape persecution. We keep in perspective the winds that buffeted us, the dust cloud that scared and begritted us.
Still, this morning, an Oklahoman who works as an oil well safety inspector, said he pulled his truck over to wait out yesterday’s storm. We had nowhere to hide, until Warren pulled over for us.
Today’s NW winds helped more than they hindered, as we pedaled ENE.
Soon the road leveled off and the hills flattened to look like the Colorado landscape we’d just left.
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