FORT MORGAN TO WRAY - Day 30

Today, the view was very much monotonous. Farmland, fields, cows...I guess we really are saying goodbye to those beloved rockies...bye mountain passes, hello flat land ....

Fort Morgan to Wray – Day 30

Today, I rode with Jeff, Jenna, Jonathan (ZINGER) and Annette. We made a very good team and really looked out for each other. Pastor Len continues to emphasize to us that ‘we are all in this together’ (which also reminds me of that high school musical song). We also continue to remember why we pedal. We pedal for those less fortunate, for those without food, with out shelter, those with needs far greater than we will ever know. We pedal to raise awareness, and inform others of the situations people are in. The cycle of poverty for some families and communities is one that needs to be addressed, locally, and around the world.

Today we rode through some small towns off HWY 34. When we rode through the first 10k some guys were standing on the side of the road, and shouted out to us and asked what we were cycling for…we did a u-turn and informed them of what the tour was all about, where we were going and why each of us were. They in turn informed us we were CRAZY… unfortunately I disagree here. Cycling across the continent is totally doable, with or with out help of support wagons and an assortment of others to help. The choices we make in life lead us on paths that help others in turn. We are not just crazy people riding across the continent, we are the ‘word’ to others, proverbial cyclists to some, and people are becoming aware of our comings and going.

When we stopped in a little town of YUMA, we again, overtook a café, and DOROTHY COOK was an avid women who called the local paper and wouldn’t let us leave until she got photos, and the photographer from the YUMA PIONEER had photos of us. It was so funny, and yet lovely at the same time. That this woman was so interested in our plight and our goings on, that she just had to have us in her local paper.

Onwards, Walter’s oasis was again a nice place to stop, out of the wind, and off the hot road we took a break.
Reuben joined us for the last 20k and made it for a beautiful ride in. Jenna and I sang the rest of the way in, to keep our minds busy and off the atrocious wind that was blowing at us.

This is from Sundays service, all our bikes went into the middle after they were ridden around the track.