Finally, Park City. My neice.
After a great time with her and her husband, I headed out early again as is my habit. I wanted to enjoy this run so I took my time in Utah and Wyoming. I made it to Cheyenne and watched the Celtics clinch the title.
The next day I was off to some great roads on the way to Mt Rushmore. Beautiful weather, but windy. Then fog! Fog! Thick as soup. It cleared up as I got closer to Mt Rushmore, but then thick, back clouds threatened.
I didn't get closer to Chief Crazy Horse than this,
because of this!
But I made it to Rushmore.
A big goal for me.
