Finally, after another 409 miles from Estes Park, Colorado, riding through the beautiful and scenic Big Thompson Canyon, I reached Spearfish, South Dakota. Total miles logged so far is 3,009.
We avoided a storm that was passing through Colorado at night, and with the cracked windshield, I did worry, but no storm ever came through. Riding through Wyoming was tough with the wind, my guess, wind gusts must have been over forty miles an hour. At one point, when I stopped on the side of the road, the bike looked like it would tip over.
This was my second time in three years riding through Spearfish Canyon, and I was just as happy then as I was now. I must have been so excited and distracted the first time, that I did not notice the waterfall in 2012. I have always said “I have never seen a waterfall before.” I guess technically, I was right.
The funny thing, when I went just past Cheyenne Crossing and stopped for fuel, someone came up to me and asked: “you going to Custer?”
“Because I have lived here more than 20 years, and I just drove through the worst hail storm I have ever seen. The storm is coming this way.”
“Anny! Let’s go.” Please don’t crack my windshield now.
As it turned out, I was okay. While the storm did come through at night when we were at the yurt, we didn’t experience any hail, just strong winds. Regardless, I pulled two comforters from a closet in the yurt and used it to cover the windshield just in case.
The next day, we visited Custer National Park in the car. Custer National Park never fails. In 2012, I wasn’t able to get close to the bison with the motorcycle. However, the ranger at the entrance told me where to drive to this time, and her recommendation was spot on.
If you ever get a chance, visit Custer National Park, whether in a car or motorcycle; you won’t be disappointed. I look forward to camping there next time.
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