It's been a week full of ups and downs, high winds, moutains, cold temperatures and a few snow flurries thrown in for good measure. Started the week at Royal Gorge near Canon City, Co, and then pressed on into the Rockies. The hardest climb came early on in the week, Hoosier Pass, nearly 4 miles to the top and 12,000 ft in elevation. The shoulder going up to the summit had next to no shoulder, and the trucks really didn't care much about cutting some slack as much as they wanted to get to the top. The was thin, the nausea was there, and the headaches came in sharp and hard, but it was worth it all to stand at this continental divide and realize that you had made it. Both Marvin and Michael have assumed exchanging driving for riding this week because we have no driver, and it's seemed to work out nicely.
We went through Breckenridge on our way to Silverthorne this week and what a lovely area this is, I didn't see any stars but the place sure exuded a fancy lifestyle, needless to say, we kept moving on. We stay at Abundant life Church on Wed, were fed a meal and attended their Bible Study with about 12 other people, Pastor Rick was a really good host, we had to go down to the local YMCA to shower.
Today is Thursday and we made our way up Rt 9 toward Walden Co. The day was long, and the weather started cold and got colder. In the mean time about 4 days ago we ran into Dave and Forest who were biking from Mexico to Canada and camping out everynight, and we kind of formed a riding bond with them. It was interesting because after that we ran into them another 4 or 5 times...they were riding fat tire bikes and pulling all there equipment behind them. I was hoping to get them to do the intro for Sunday but it didn't work out.
A couple of Texas boys enjoying their graduation from college by doing this bike ride before joining the working class. Had prayer with them today in a roadside resturant, they looked really beat after sleeping out all night.
This trip is so much like life in general, every day has it's challenges, and everyday has it's rewards. Maybe the apostel Paul was a bike rider, because he commented about not giving up or grow weary in doing good, for in a season we would reap a reward. I've yet to get to a scenic breath taking view without first struggling up a mountain. What's your mountain? Don't give up, press on. That it's for today, and if we have internet tomorrow we'll write again.
The Rust Rider---Scott
