Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Cheyenne? We don't need no stinkin' Cheyenne!

Today was a long day of driving, taking us past Sturgis, SD and the thousands of bikers who are already there in anticipation of Bike Week next week. We made a 650 mile zig zag across Wyoming. Once again we pretty well stuck to the interstates, aside from a nice shortcut we found, taking about 3 hours off our trip and allowing us to avoid Cheyenne. Last time I was there I had to get a new clutch and my brother and I watched a plane crash into a mall. I wasn't too excited about going back.
Instead we cut across a moutain pass from Casper to Rawlins taking in some awesome scenery. It would be silly to try to put it into words, so I won't. Pretty breathtaking, though.


We made it way further than we'd expected, to Evanston, WY. We just got back to the Day's Inn from dinner at the weirdest, creepiest, dingiest, nastiest customer-havin' restaurant ever. We felt validated in our bewilderment of the place as other obvious travelers came through making the same faces to each other that Will and I were. It was the kind of restaurant that murderers hang out in in independent films. We may have seen a few.
So we're just three miles from the Utah border and tomorrow expect to make it to Tahoe. We'll hang there for a couple nights and then we should be in the Bay Area in time to attend a friend's birthday party in Stinson Beach on Saturday. Crazy!
No one got the WG's from yesterday, which is kind of great, because we're too tired to think of one for today. Keep trying!