Friday July 17, 2015
We had visitors over night. A bear had tried to get into Steve's saddlebag after some good smelling morsel and had knocked it over. Fortunately, Yogi and Booboo left after their failed attempt. Steve's bike had only slight damage, a broken turn signal.
After standing his bike up and accessing the damage we headed back to the "best coffee shop in the world" for breakfast in Buena Vista. Over breakfast sandwiches and coffee we planned our last day in the mountains. I called my cousin who lives near Denver and set up a meeting. Did our normal scripture reading and prayer and headed east.
We took US285 north and east through more beautiful country to my cousin, Randy's house. There he showed us his motorcycle collection, shared a cool drink and then it was time to head out of the mountains and get around Denver to our waiting trailer.
Randy pointed us to a nice twisty road down to the interstate called "Turkey Lane". The ride down Turkey Lane not only brought us out of the mountains but also out of the mountain cool. It went from about 75 degrees to 95 degrees in one quick swoop.
The ride around Denver on the interstate was fast, busy, hot and miserable. But we stopped about half way around for some lunch at a Chick-Filet so that was nice.
We got back to the KOA at around 2;00 PM. Loaded the bikes back onto the trailer, tied em down good and hit the road for home. We pulled into Kearny Nebraska at about midnight, where we had reserved rooms at the Ramada.
What a difference a day makes. We went from a cool mountain camp site to hot prairie flat land. But all good things must come to an end.