Mercy Riders

Pushing pedals, pushing hope

June 29, One Year Later

There was little relief from the heat last night.  Sleep wasn’t easy to come by, and the shower consisted of a water bottle.  Utah seems like it goes on forever, but that’s because the roads snake north and south more than east to west.  Or west to east in our case.  Keith appears to be suffering from yesterday’s heat, not eating well but keeping pace.  On this day we finally break through to Colorado.  There’s actually amber waves of grain waiving at the welcome sign, as if the line delineating one state from another meant everything dry and orange goes with this state, and everything green goes with another state.  Our day ends in Delores, CO, home to Lizard Head Cyclery.  The owner stays open late to accept us in to inspect my broken drailer (yes I still am dealing with it), Keith’s shoes that have fallen apart because of the heat from the day before, and other rider’s needs.  We camp just outside town at the Delores River RV Park, again given a discount by the kind folks there.

At the state line between Utah and Colorado

At the state line between Utah and Colorado