39 miles, 4:39/6:00

Today the roads are really rough, but the scenery makes up for it. We go from forested mountains to sage brush and back and forth through both. There is one downhill where we’re gliding through the shade of a huge stand of aspens and it instantly seems five or ten degrees cooler. We see antelope and more hawks and golden eagles. I’ve seen more on this trip than in my whole life before.

We ride along a washboarded road and dip down a canyon to the campground. If you read what I said before about washboarded roads, please do forget about that. They are not lovely or lovable. But anyway, we drop down to our campground along the Green River, the same Green River that flows through Utah, though it’s much bigger there. We find a perfect spot where the river bends around us. We bathe and the water feels good because it’s been a hot day. And for the first time Dave makes us a fire. It’s all so perfect. I sit on a log by the fire and type up some blog entries, wondering if Pinedale will have any wireless.