Where there was irrigation, there was farming–wheat, alfalfa, corn, and hay. The temperatures were nice and warm for a change.
While I was riding along, I heard a loud whirring, whine and looked back to see a combine taking up almost the whole right side of the road, including the shoulder on which I was riding. It made me think of a Star Wars creature! Having it pass me was the most exciting event of the day…well, that, and the popsicles that CGY gave us at one of the rest-stops!
Notice the nice, wide shoulder of the road. People often ask us about riding on the roads, but in the West, the width of the shoulders make it better than places near home where there is no pavement past the white line.
After we returned to camp, the evening announcements included a warning to make sure that we securely staked down our tents for the night. They were expecting a dry storm. Being from Georgia, we had never heard of a dry storm! They told us that a dry storm is a severe thunderstorm with high winds (20-30 mph, with gusts to 50-60), possible lightning, and probably no rain. The storm was predicted to precede a cold front. Bleh! Predictions were correct and the winds began about dusk.