I spent two days in Rock Springs at a motel 6 in preparation to depart. I rounded up a box on day 1 and visited some thrift shops, picked up a couple books for the bus. “The Demolished Man” by Alfred Bester, “The Thief and the Dogs” by Naguib Mahfouz, and “The Singer Guide to Sewing” are my new reading projects. All batteries charged and it was time to get on the bus.
Well, I got as far as Kansas City before bailing on the Greyhound. Undercover police started searching the bus at the station and our entire schedule was blown. I was resigned to dealing with the 60 hour ride home, but now there was no knowing how much longer the ride might take. I caught a Lyft to the airport and rented a car instead.
It was very strange seeing the trip rewind so fast after having spent months getting there. The conveniences that are normal today amaze me. Need food? easy. Need to rest? easy. Need help on the roadside? easy. I don’t want the good old days, things are pretty good here and now.
I stopped near Atlanta to visit some friends, then headed home the next day. Florida’s heat and humidity were like a nice blanket, I was home again.
There is a pin in the map of Wyoming where I hope to return and see what I couldn’t this time. I also need to spend some significant time exploring more of Missouri (and Arkansas), New Mexico, and Western Colorado. This really long bike ride changed how I think about distance and time and showed me the scope of this country and the variety of its people. Thanks for following along, it’s been good to write things down as I rode. I doubt that I would remember the same details that I documented. I intend to carry on writing, though the daily subjects might be more mundane in comparison, at least until I return to Wyoming.
Total number of days on tour-110