Right now we're in Buffalo. Not the home of the Bills, Sabres, Chicken wings, and Nerny that I have grown to love... but Buffalo, Wyoming. We are at the base of the Big Horn Mountains, which we could see in the distance the whole ride today, at about 4500 feet.
We got in sort of early and I got in a nice run on a trail that ran along this creek, looking at the snow topped mountains the whole time... beautiful. After I soaked the legs in the cold creek for awhile, which was nice and hopefully will make me feel better tomorrow.
These mountains are taunting us. Tomorrow we just ride along side them all day and then the day after is when we are gonna have to finally go over... we are all dreading it. and so is my back, which has been bothering me lately... im an old man.
We just had some pizza and baked beans for dinner... Right now I'm torn between going to see Transformers across the street and wondering around the downtown and getting some ice cream. Probably gonna go with the latter.
My beard is getting pretty nice.
I am pumped to get to Cody... Its pretty much the only reason I'm on this pilgrimage...
Not only is it the rodeo capital of the world, but, more importantly, it is the birthplace of Buffalo Bill Cody, the greatest cowboy of all time, and the namesake of the sweetest football team on earth.
Until next time...