Saturday morning we said goodbye to our neighbors, gave Scooter one last hug, hopped on our bike and took off for Kansas.

It was a beautiful ride on the 70 along the Feather River. RJ only pooped his pants once when we scraped going around a curve. “Bad news is- we scraped. Good news is- I no longer have to poop.”

We stopped in Reno at a burger joint for lunch. The burger was as big as my face, filled with mozzarella sticks, ravioli, and other food not normally found on a burger. I think the shack itself was only 100 square ft. No joke, it was tiny. As we were pulling into the street, a average build man sitting on a bench kindly graced us with a view of his rather large butt crack. RJ and I debated whether or not it was considered mooning at that point. The icing on the cake was when we saw a lady down that same street wearing a shirt 10 sizes too small… ya, we love Reno :p.

After filling our bellies, We drove to Wendover, Utah where we set up camp for the night. We only fought a handful of times about RJ helping me set up the tent and RJ managed to hit his head on the lean to roof only 2 times.

  We snuggled into the only sleeping bag that we brought and realized soon after that one bag was a mistake. After waking up a handful of times because I thought I might die of claustrophobia, we came to the conclusion that we would need to buy another sleeping bag before we stopped for the night again. 😄

The next morning we headed for Salt Lake City. 
We were in awe of the capitol building. It’s built on a hill, overlooking the city with the mountains in the background. Stepping inside the building took our breath away. 

We made sure to get our stamp and a coffee mug. Not sure what in the world I’m going to do with fifty mugs but, oh well. 

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     For over ten years I’ve wanted to visit the Mormon Temple. It’s only a couple blocks away from the capitol so I told RJ we HAD to go. The courtyard is filled with beautiful flowers, several fountains, a chapel, and lots of Mormons. 

We drove down the street to a pizzeria where RJ accidentally dumped the entire jar of crushed red peppers, not once but TWICE on his pizza. You don’t even want to know the after math the next day. 😖 (you guys, this is what I live with on a daily basis) After some pizza and a little time to charge our Bluetooth sets and phones, we were off to Colorado.

We had a close encounter with an elk whose legs were longer than our bike was tall but we made it safely to Steamboat Springs by nightfall and set up our tent for a better nights sleep in two separate sleeping bags. 🙂

Next blog entry – Cheyenne and Denver

Cheers! ~em