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Sunday, August 15, 2004
After a good nights sleep in Lindsay's driveway, while preparing for my departure, she greeted me with a homemade fruit shake. How thoughtful of her. Before leaving I gave her the nickel tour of my website from my laptop, then we exchanged contact information since I'll be in DC (her hometown) in a month or so. We made tentative plans to tour the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History together. She's toured the museum before and having a Social Anthropology Degree from Harvard, she'll certainly proved to be an excellent tour guide I'm sure...
Today would be another biking day, this time I was up for a road bike ride. Lindsay told me about a ride she did earlier in the week to Signal Mountain. It sounded interesting and scenic enough so I decided to give it a whirl myself. The ride would take me alongside the Grand Tetons, what better way to experience the Tetons than by bike.
I hit the road late-morning for a short drive to a tourist center near Moose, WY.
I parked the van and made preparations for my departure. The day started out cool and cloudy and had some potential for rain. My ride for the day would be just shy of 50 miles on mostly flat terrain. It would be an out-and-back ride with only 1200 feet elevation gain. The only tough part of the ride was its mid-point at Signal Mountain, where practically all the elevation gain would be realized there. But I was looking forward to the down-hill run off the mountain, it would be a lot of fun!!!
Click here to get more detail (and pictures) of my out-and-back ride of Signal Mountain.
I finished the ride feeling a bit wiped-out, I was hungry and in dire need of some good, hearty food. Since I was going back into Yellowstone, I decided to go to Canyon Village for dinner. Previously I went there after touring the Park's Canyon Area and had a marvelous roast turkey dinner. I was hoping to duplicate that past experience.
I arrived to Canyon Village and was met with throngs of people in the cafeteria, all waiting in the chow line for dinner. It looked like a regular Asian explosion, 3 tour buses had just unloaded oodles of Japanese tourists. Additionally there were many other foreigners there for dinner as well. It was interesting, all these people from different places. I found myself wishing I could speak their individual tongues so I could communicate and learn more about them.
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