Jeffrey City, Wyoming, to Rawlins, Wyoming -- Lenny, 67 miles; Lorraine, 7 miles

We got up at 6:00 am - Lenny had a few phone calls to make, and we started biking at 7:20 am. We had gone about 7 miles when Lenny stopped suddenly because he saw an antelope. Lorraine had been following close behind and did not hear him say “stopping” because of the wind. Her front tire hit his back tire and she went flying off the bike, kissing the ground with the left side of her face. Her top lip was bleeding a lot, and Lenny got out the first aid kit to bandage it up. 

We were still 55 miles away from Rawlins, but a kind woman named Sheila Underwood stopped to help - she was on her way to pick up her daughter from the airport in Denver, Colorado. She could only fit one bike in her car, so we decided that Lorraine should go to the hospital while Lenny continued on his bike. Lorraine had a gash in the area between her upper lip and nose that required stitches, and they also cleaned up her other cuts and scrapes. Her upper lip was swollen and scary-looking. Lorraine passed the time in the waiting room, reading and composing e-mails to friends, and worrying about Lenny, all by himself on the road. Lenny said he was biking as fast as he could, but the incredible headwind and road construction slowed his pace. He tried to hitchhike, but no one stopped to give him a ride!

When he arrived, we went to the grocery store, had dinner at Pizza Hut, and checked into the Jade Motel. There was a heavy thunder and hailstorm, so we were happy to be indoors, watching “Pretty Woman” on TV!