Rawlins, WY - Potentially the armpit of the world...

If you are from Rawlins, and you are reading this blog, I apologize. But your town needs a little loving, in a serious way.

After some pretty epic long days , we are in this destitute desert town scratching our heads...well actually, the Bros are collapsed asleep in the hotel room, and I'm stealth-ing some internet at a hotel that we could not afford, while grant is at the one next door..I know, rebels without a cause.

We have just come our off a stretch of landscape called the Great Basin, and it was indeed, many things, but I don't think a candid interview with any of us yesterday afternoon would have involved the word 'great'. You see, when you run low of food, you just get grumpy and slow. But when you run low/out of water in a desert after crossing a completely dried up river bed that is allegedly a 'reliable water source', the mind starts going to dangerous and dark places....the vultures start circling, you start seeing mirages, a coyote howls in the distance...and that damn Spanish Guitar Solo plays slowly in your head, over, and over, and over...getting slower with every repeat.

After just shy of 90 miles and almost 8 hours in the saddle, we finally came to our Oasis. A reservoir in the middle of the desert, with green wiggy underwater vegetation and frog spawn that was no deterrent to us. The four of us were draped over at the water's edge drinking as fast as we could. Were it not for the water filter, it would have been easy to imagine us being filmed from afar by National Geographic, with that solemn commentary: "Watch as the four wild beasts replenish their depleted fluid sources...unbeknown to them, below the water, the great serpent waits patiently...".

I've got some fine ice cold, gas station purchased, Busch to tuck into...and I better wake up the Bro's. In other news, we are to be joined by our fifth (and final) member, Mr. Ryan Bougie, who just finished a ski tour in Alaska, and is going to ride from Denver, to meet us in Silverthorne, CO on Friday. Mr. Adventure himself...