A hard day of riding starting out with a 2000 ft climb over 10
miles. After making it over the pass rode through a couple of old
west towns / tourist traps, Virginia City and Nevada City. It
looked like they were setting up for tourist season, which I guess
starts Memorial Day. While eating lunch in Sheridan met a guy who
had moved from Hawaii to Montana, and he seemed to enjoy it, so I guess
I'll be able to make the adjustment to Alaska. Skies were
overcast and the wind was in my face most of the way, but I made it
into Dillon. Dillon, hmm, for some reason I'm reminded of bar
golf, but that's a whole other story,