Flow West Old Man

Waning Gibbous Moon

After an early dinner Saturday at the Moose Creek Cafe, Geoff Thyne and I solved some of the world’s most perplexing problems – in theory anyway. The details may take a while, but to the world, I think I can speak for the both of us and say: you are welcome πŸ˜‰

Our planet-saving conversation lasted until the glorious sunset, when Geoff returned to his home in Laramie and I settled into my tiny tent for the night. It was great to see you, Geoff. Stay onery!

Saturday night was movie night in the park, so I fell asleep to the sounds of children racing about and the thunderous “Batman vs Superman” soundtrack. Or was it “Superman vs Batman,” I’m not certain. Community parks and movie nights are not on the list of Ostdick/Thyne world problems and do not need solving. It may have been loud but it was good, clean fun.

I was not aware that Walden was on the TransAmerica Bicycle Route until I spoke to a group of cyclists who were also camping at the park. The TransAm was the first cross country route pioneered in 1976 for the nation’s bicentennial celebration. 

Lots of riders are doing it this year for the 40th anniversary celebration. Two retired UC Irvine professors (in blue) and one from Oregon State University in Corvallis were camped near me in Walden. Very nice folks and hardy, experienced cyclists.

My intention was to walk to Steamboat Springs in three days via Hwy 14 and Hwy 40 over Rabbit Ears Pass. Leaving Walden, Hwy 14 was treacherously narrow and busy with Sunday traffic. I lost my nerve after a half mile of straddling the crumbling white line against traffic at the road’s edge and returned to town. Bobalooie is no match for a hay truck.

After a long wait, Aaron from Craig CO stopped to ferry me past the dangerous part to where the highway widened a bit. Thanks, Aaron! We passed the bicycle professors along the way. The westbound lane at least had a little shoulder for them to ride, thank goodness.

I worked my way up toward Rabbit Ears Pass, keeping Rabbit Ears Mountain in mind all along. It is fairly obvious from all angles.

Next came the summit and the Continental Divide. Getting to this point and crossing it was a major milestone in my hike so I celebrated with another dufus selfie. I am on my way home πŸ™‚

I walked and walked until I camped for the night. I may or may not have pitched my tiny tent in a campground that was closed due to road construction. Very very footsore. 

Today I passed another milestone and etched it temporarily in the dirt. I finally reached the elusive 2,000 mile mark for my hike after five months and three days. Most of that has been harsh road walking. I feel like somebody has been beating the balls of my feet with a Louisville Slugger.

So I managed to get to Steamboat Springs a couple of days early. My magnanimous friend since 1960, Michael Scott Morris, generously comped me two nights in the Quality Inn using my Friends and Family discount. I am going to add two nights to that and take a 2000 mile vacation to tend to my feet. 

If you want me, you can find me either in the whirlpool or wobbling between my room and the ice machine.

Peace, Love, and Do Not Disturb,


2 thoughts on “Flow West Old Man

  1. Such a significant milestone deserves a good rest as reward. Side note re: movie night camping: the hubby & I once pitched a tent in a Hawaiian community park only to be awakened at 9pm by floodlights as the Friday night baseball game got rolling with us in the outfield. sheesh.


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