On Saturday my buddy Jason and I took a little stroll out in the desert west of Salt Lake. Of course the storm that was taking it's time moving up from Vegas hit us about halfway through the ride. It ended up being a nice 6 hour stroll covering 56 miles. The wind was a good time again and we figured we were in a headwind about 2/3 of the time. One thing you can count on here is the wind and it didn't let us down. If you can't get enough climbing in than you just throw in a whole bunch of wind. Other than dealing with the wind we were on the lookout for any munitions that the government may have left behind. If I found a grenade or any anti-tank bombs I was gonna put it in my jersey pocket and bring that baby home. Speaking of bombs, there are a bunch of wild horses out there in the desert that seem to have the habit of crapping in the same place. By the looks of it you would think that there was some gigantic Budweiser Clydesdale out there. Jason got the pictures of the wild horses running so when he is back from Interbike I will get them on here. There was one poor pronghorn that obviously thinks it is a horse cause it was trying to run with the horses but they weren't having any of that. So between the wind, rain, and gigantic piles of horse crap it was best to just keep your mouth shut and not think about what was flying off your tires.
2 1/2 weeks to go till Moab and I can't wait. Hopefully the new shoes get here tomorrow so I can try to break them in. I might have to wear them around the house but I don't think Emily is going to let me wear them to bed. Time will fly so I better stay on track. It looks like fall is shaping up nice and cyclocross race #1 is on Sunday so see all yall in Ogden. As Sly would say, get ready to be tossed in the pain cave. .