Although it was not my HBC birthday today, I still find myself writing the blog for this exciting day. My brother, Kevin, an HBC alum from '05, joined the trip for a couple days, but being the slacker that he is, I now have the honor of recollecting this glorious day. After thoroughly enjoying our 4th in Oshkosh, we woke up, ate some delicious breakfast burritos, and began our day.
For much of the first 30 miles, there was road work being done on our route, and we all became aware, quite quickly of how important it was to jump over the foot-two foot long holes on the shoulder. Surprisingly, all of our derailers made it through the road work okay, and many of us stopped along the way to read about the Mormon Trail which we were following.
Many of us, myself included, grew-up playing the game, Oregon Trail, on the computer, so we were all very excited to stop for lunch at Chimney Rock, a marker for those traveling west that they had come far, "but the hardest was ahead of them." The visitor center's video described the original Oregon Trail riders "excited, but fearful for the hardest part of the journey was still to come." We, modern day OT'ers, knew exactly what the video narrator was saying and laughed knowing full well the Rockies were ahead. It was pretty darn hot at Chimney Rock, so many riders stopped and enjoyed an ice cream after lunch before continuing their journey.
The scenery continued to be full of interesting rock formations, and after a several tens of miles, we came upon Scottsbluff, one of the biggest and prettiest geological treasures we had encountered so far. Many people, after showers and a great fried chicken dinner, went up to the bluff to watch the sunset. And with that another eventful day on the trail ended.
A personal shout out to Kevin and Dad for visiting. Kevin, I hope I did okay by you with this blog entry.
Over and out.