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Originally Posted August 31, 2004 by Chad

It finally happened. We had to take a ride in a truck yesterday. Did I protest? You bet. Whine? Apparently not enough. Perhaps I should have been more adamant about possible damage to our gear from riding in the truck. Maybe I’m just too much of a purist.

We had just started descending from Morton Pass north of Laramie when we came to the construction site. The kid holding the stop sign was impressed that we had ridden all the way from Seattle, but he didn’t understand that putting our bike in a truck would be such a traumatic event.

The woman driving the pilot truck was less sympathetic. She said our only other option was to ride back to Laramie and on to Cheyenne. I hope she wasn’t serious.

It was all over in about ten minutes. We rode in the back of the truck for about three miles. The road was all dirt but I think we would have been fine. I was bitter. When she let us out she told us to have a nice trip. We said thanks and rode off. She will never understand.

Today we’re in Lusk, Wyoming. It’s hot as Hades outside. We’ll be in the Black Hills of South Dakota tomorrow.