Tuesday, June 29, Day 54
Rawlins to Sweetwater, Wyoming (87 miles prox, long ride, long day)

Ten hours on a bike can be brutal. Especially when you cover terrain that haunts you in dreams. And guess what we were encountering…the famous Wyoming Winds. No, that’s not a baseball team. Nor is it a basketball team…it’s mother nature making our lives miserable.
Nothing sucks more than pedaling into headwinds. A 4000 calorie burn turns into an eight thousand calorie day. Not bad if you’re well rested and fully breakfast’ted. Love the play on words.
We pedaled 33 miles from Rawlins to Lamont to our second breakfast stop. On this excursion, we didn’t see a house, a farm, a cow, a horse or any people. We stopped at Grandma’s Café for some chow. I’m hungry and this is normal. We calorie up early, then burn it off and need some more fuel.
We were the only people in Grandma’s and she was the only person, so she was chief cook and bottle washer. The place will seat between 75 and 100 people, but where was everyone. Maybe it’s more of a nighttime eatery.
I asked for home fries and ham. The piece of ham almost covered the plate and was more than I could handle. I passed a piece off to Steve and put a piece away to nibble on during the day.
We are off to Muddy Gap. There’s only one building in town for gas and food.
Onto Jefferson City. Current population, 50. At one time, when the uranium mine was operational, there were around 5,000 residents. It’s really sad to see all the buildings boarded up and the lack of people.
We had another 19 miles to reach Sweetwater Station.