No alarm to
wake us this morning. For breakfast my woman brings me my first Belgian waffle:
she had to stand in line for it (the baseball tournament, of course), but it
filled my stomach. Now woman, I have this feeling there’s going to be a bank
robbed at noon. Yup, Butch Cassidy and his gang are back in town to do their
job all over again. So if we don’t want to get hurt, we’d better leave town.
The biggest effort of the day is the overpass over the railway tracks. And my
boss says this is a short but steep thing! We cross the valley from East to
West and as we pass the Bear River, the birds just freak out and start flying
all around. On our route are several small Mormon Pioneer towns. The first one
is Ovid and the lumber yard adds a special smell to it. Love that wood!
Then Paris comes along with it’s Tabernacle. The route is straight and almost flat. We notice people in their garden, mowing the grass, a farmer working in the fields, some old cars at a garage and
…lots of cars towing boats. My boss wonders why they are not on the lake! Maybe they are searching for a place to park the car where they can launch the boat, I tell her? The shoulder is not so fun to cycle on. The road has been paved about three times – and that means the shoulders has three heights…. Not so fun! Some cyclists pass us – and only one gives us a warning and talks to us. The rest, my woman says “hi” but not one responds. They are too busy being too fast! Fish Haven has a little grocery store and my woman gets there just as everyone else gets there. She actually wanted a raspberry shake, but they seemed too busy so she just got a soft drink. It’s another 6 km to the border of Utah!
This is our last state to visit – it feels a bit like coming home. The KOA of Garden City is a busy place: it’s weekend and July 24th is coming up and … the weather is awesome. The blue color of the lake is formidastic!
Our neighbors come from Salt Lake City – they are here to spend the weekend in a cooler environment. They are just relaxing – doing nothing at all. My woman has to do laundry which is the reason she walks around on the campground in her pijama’s! What a life. Tomorrow … the Hill of Never Again! Tomorrow Belgium has a new King!
Then Paris comes along with it’s Tabernacle. The route is straight and almost flat. We notice people in their garden, mowing the grass, a farmer working in the fields, some old cars at a garage and
…lots of cars towing boats. My boss wonders why they are not on the lake! Maybe they are searching for a place to park the car where they can launch the boat, I tell her? The shoulder is not so fun to cycle on. The road has been paved about three times – and that means the shoulders has three heights…. Not so fun! Some cyclists pass us – and only one gives us a warning and talks to us. The rest, my woman says “hi” but not one responds. They are too busy being too fast! Fish Haven has a little grocery store and my woman gets there just as everyone else gets there. She actually wanted a raspberry shake, but they seemed too busy so she just got a soft drink. It’s another 6 km to the border of Utah!
This is our last state to visit – it feels a bit like coming home. The KOA of Garden City is a busy place: it’s weekend and July 24th is coming up and … the weather is awesome. The blue color of the lake is formidastic!
Our neighbors come from Salt Lake City – they are here to spend the weekend in a cooler environment. They are just relaxing – doing nothing at all. My woman has to do laundry which is the reason she walks around on the campground in her pijama’s! What a life. Tomorrow … the Hill of Never Again! Tomorrow Belgium has a new King!
like the flags on the bike; Do you ever meet another belgian ? Do you tell them those waffles are belgian, just like you ? You might get one for free....
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