Day 13 - we thought yesterday was hard . . .

We are bringing back a poster from Wyoming because we discovered that Montana Blows as well. In fact we rode our maximum distance so far, 101 miles, into a head wind for at least half of the time. We rode over two passes through a thunder storm; we were hailed and rained on. We froze our pitushkas off, but we prevailed. Now we are relaxing in Jackson where they have a hot spring filling the largest hot tub I've ever seen. We had an unbelievable dinner of chicken, spuds, beans and believe or not, cranberry sauce. Gramma Lois is taking very good care of us.

Now its back to the hot tub!