Do you remember reading yesterday about all that real estate we got
to keep; meaning we were up at seven thousand feet. Well, you really
know you are up at that elevation when you get up in the morning.

We started today's ride in the high thirty's, and it didn't really warm up until
we were close to Moab. Today, Martin and myself got
caught in a little hail storm.

Talk about the Wilderness of Moab! There is nothing between
Monticello and Moab except for one tourist trap called Hole in the
Rock. But for a tourist trap, it was pretty neat. It not only had a
petty zoo, but it also was filled with sculptures made out of junk
metal, but they were quite good.

Moab is just a charming town. It is big enough to have a choice of
restaurants and stuff, but it is still a real small town. But most
importantly, they bill themselves as the Mountain Bike Capital of
the World. There are loads of bike shops.

Tomorrow is an unscheduled rest day. Some of us are hiking, some of
us are visiting with family, and some of us will just be sitting by
the computer. On Friday, it is off to Cisco, UT. If you have never
heard of it, don't be surprised. It is an old ghost town, and
yes, your daring adventurers will be camping there on Friday night.
OOOoooohhhh…

Statistically speaking we have pedaled 868 miles and climbed 46,407
feet.