Bow Tie Tour

A whole lot happens today



After a day of leisure I was ready to hit the road. We finally left at noon and once we made it to the interstate it was bumper to bumper traffic. After a few back roads we made our way up into the Rockies. Riding down the road we saw some huge red rocks sticking up in the distance. It was a park with red rocks, so we rode up the twisty roads, through the canyons with Eric stopping frequently to take pictures. At one of the kodak moments a bicyclist we had passed stopped and told us where the good picture spots were. His name was Sifredo Martinez and at the age of 75 he is training to ride from Denver CO, to Phoenix AZ, with his grandson. I thought that was pretty impressive but then he said that he had peddled to the Arctic circle, to mt Rushmore and from San Diego to Miami. After hearing his story, riding my motorcycle from Tennessee to Alaska and back didn’t seem like such a great feat



We kept riding further into the Rockies and the further we got the better the view. Each canyon opened up in the a picturesque view of Mountains, streams, rocks and pine trees. The roads were fun as well. Smooth with lots of twisties. Coming around one corner we slowed as we passed about 10 Harleys all pulled over by the cops, it seems they like the twisty roads as much as we did. We took it slower after that and headed further up into the mountains. It rained on and off high up in the mountains which made for slow going around all the tight curves but we made it safely out of the mountains and into Boulder where the rain started to taper off. After Boulder it was smooth sailing all the way up into Wyoming.



We stopped at Medicine bow right in between two huge storms. Looking on either side I could see lightning flashing. We geared up and headed straight for the center of the biggest darkest storm. For the first 70 miles it was just dark and I saw about 30 deer alongside the road but thankfully they stayed there, the only thing to venture into our path were two jackrabbits, but since we were in Wyoming they were quite big and fast to they made it safely across the road. For the next 30 miles it rained. Heavy pelting rain with gusting strong winds. Needless to say we slowed down and chugged our way along. Half way through the soup a car passed us and lit our way for a little while. We stopped at the rest area halfway between Medicine Bow and Casper and me the people driving the car. “Coincidentally” they were Richard and Sherri Heid the regional leaders of the C.M.A. The Christian Motorcyclist Association. We talked bikes for a while and they told us they had been praying for us as they passed. They were a neat couple and they prayed with us and we headed out. I thought it was awesome that the only car to pass us on that road, or that we pass happens to be the leaders of the CMA. Cool stuff. We made it the rest of the way safely to Casper and stayed the night in the True’s barn.