After that last summit, we had a very nice roll down into an enormous valley, on our way to Wisdom.
There must be a Chinese proverb about this... Wisdom is always just out of sight.
We were on this road for 15 miles and saw Prong Horn Antelope, Skunk, Osprey and a fox when we reached our campground for the night.
Today, for the first the on this trip, we met other bike tourists: a father and son who were riding part of the Great Divide trail on mountain bikes, a solo woman who had started in Virginia and is headed for the Pacific coast, and a guy who is headed home to Wyoming. Last year, we saw other riders almost every day.
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