Today is the hardest day for me so far. My knees hurt worse than any day so far and my muscles are burning with fatigue. I know I need a rest, but hate the thought of staying in Rawlins. As we’re climbing out of town, facing a huge day of climbing overall, Dave and I chat about taking a rest day. I’m frustrated with my knees and feeling the pressure of staying on schedule so we can meet our ride at the end (it’s going to be so fun, Susie!) so I say we should rest tomorrow. We’ll find a great site and rest tomorrow. OK. Let’s go. And it becomes the longest and hardest day so far. In fact, this is the day I fall asleep right after lunch and Dave gets a picture (in the gallery). But when we get to the recommended camping spot the creek is dry and it’s crawling with hunters on 4-wheelers. Ugh. No rest day here. Some very friendly people offer us water so we can camp (I can’t bear the thought of another mile), including some of the 4-wheeler folks. I can’t stand the 4-wheelers, but the people can be quite nice. Anyway. We make a plan to try for a rest-day location tomorrow.