Wind, Storms, Wind, Camping, and More Wind.

Day twenty four we meandered on over from Cody to Greybull. A town which got it’s name from a buffalo bull that was an albino, whom died from old age, even though there were many hunters, including white men, that tried to kill it. We stayed at a KOA there. We were able to swim in their pool and we got our second shower in as many days. It was quite thrilling.

Day twenty five was an interesting day.  Our plan was to make it to Ten Sleep at the base of the Bighorn Mountains.  Unfortunately, a thunderstorm materialized right above us, forcing us to take shelter and cut our day short.  We ended up camping in the garage of the restaurant where we ate dinner. Thunder and lightning went on most of the night.

The stormy weather continued on to day twenty six.  The first half of the day was clear as we made our way up the 600 million year old canyon.  It was like taking a ride through history, the farther we got up the older the rocks became.  Again we had to take shelter from the intense wind and rain near the end of our ride.  We camped near the top of the Bighorn Mountain at Meadowlark Lake.

We reached the summit of the Bighorn Mountains on day twenty seven.  It was the highest pass that we would encounter on our entire trip, 9666 feet.  On the way down we passed by some rock formations that were 3 billion years old.  The ride down was not quite as crazy downhill as we thought it would be, and it turns out it was up and downhill for most of the ride. We both got into the 40s mph.  We camped just outside of Buffalo. 

Day twenty eight was a frustrating day.  There was a headwind the entire day.  We decided to stop in Gillette for the night instead of camping somewhere past Gillette, which was a good thing because it rained most of the night.