Monday 9/5/05

Left early again to avoid winds. Rode through nothingness to a tiny place called Sheridan Lake (which was little more than a dirty puddle). Met a funny 21yr old guy who had moved out there from Phoniex Arizona a city of 6 million in the middle of the desert to a town of 66. He said well you might not have much going on out here but at least you can shoot any thing that moves. He told us about the one day in seven years of desert living he saw snow. It was 100 degrees and when the snow was 15 ft above the ground it turned to rain, before it hit the ground it had evaporated. thats crazy hot.
Carried on to Eads our destination, in Colorado. Yes we hit another border, out of Kansas!

Rocky mountains here we come. Yes! Set up camp then hit the bar for dinner and what we hoped were going to be a few beers. First bar we went to was dead, so we headed on down the road to another which a young couple ran. There was one old guy at the bar by the name of moon. He was extremely kind and talkative. He wanted to know about all we were up to although he couldn't understand much of what we were talking about. He was an ex-principal, teacher and coach. He brought us a few beers then staggered on out. It got pretty messy after that. Our few beers turned into an all out drinking binge. We played pool for a while with the locals and chatted to all the locals. WE LOVE YOU GINGER.