Another day, another rainstorm. Leaving Evanston we had hopes of sunny weather but a few miles in those hopes were dashed. As we headed north there were fluffy white clouds to the east, fluffy white clouds to the west, and a narrow dark strip right above us full of rain and hail.
These morning showers weren’t too bad and it came and went a number of times without necessitating a rain jacket. We crossed back into Utah and stopped for a quick lunch in the town of Randolph. We’re back into small town territory where there’s often a sole restaurant in town.
It was already mid-afternoon and we had a choice to make – head northwest into Idaho and aim for Montpelier, 60 miles away, or head northeast towards the small town of Cokeville, 35 miles away. After the long day yesterday we opted for the less aggressive target and found a county road to take us north.
Cows and sheep grazed the fields on either side of this road and a car only passed by every ten or fifteen minutes, a nice change of pace from the morning’s roads. The road crossed back into Wyoming – our third time crossing the border and the third time no welcome sign was present. Our route will continue to weave back and forth across state lines so there’s still chance we’ll see one.
As we headed north, every time we turned around to look for cars, the dark rain storm behind us looked slightly closer. I was counting down the miles to town as a light rain started falling and we kicked it into high gear. And just as the town came into sight, the full deluge of the storm opened up and drenched us instantly. It was a very cold, wet, and windy few miles to town where we found a spot for the night and ate at the sole restaurant in town.
Notes from Donald: “I think today might have been our flattest day in terms of elevation gain. In the afternoon I thought we were going to outrun the storm. But we didn’t.”
Today’s mileage: 67 miles
Total: 1357 miles
That’s some skinny goat:)