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Published: August 20th 2009
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A man wearing chaps discusses guns with his friend
Out here, donning chaps doesn't necessarily mark you out as a fan of the Village People Before leaving Wyoming we spent a day in Cody (founded by 'Buffalo Bill' Cody), which as you would expect, is now a slightly cheesy wild west themed high street with an otherwise normal US small town built around it.
It has become a bit of a Mecca for the particular kind of American folk who buy into the modern take on the whole cowboy thing - ie riding around on a tassled Harley Davidson wearning nothing but a bandana and a pair of leather chaps. Well maybe some jeans under the chaps - and possibly a Harley branded t-shirt.
We took a trip to the Cody Stampede rodeo, which looked like it was going to be a bit depressing at first, as we stood in the 3/4 empty stadium in the cold and rain, pretending we knew the words to the Star Spangled Banner. Even though it's not really my cup of tea, I was quite impressed by the end - stetsons off to the fellas who had the courage to get themselves thrown miles in the air off some particularly angry looking bulls.
Cody museum has the world's largest collection of - and you're not going to
Strange red rocks everywhere
There's me on the bike at the bottom. For a little perspective. need many guesses for this one - GUNS! Men on Harleys in chaps - cowboys - guns. My kinda place. Hold on, what am I saying here?
After Cody, we had a long ride down into Utah, where the landscape started gradually turning redder and drier, before morphing into some full-on cartoon style glowing rock and desert terrain.
The final few miles into Moab were absolutely majestic - I heard in the town that plenty of John Wayne films were shot on the road next to the Colorado river that we had ridden in on.
As you do on a day off from riding hundreds of miles by motorbike, I took the opportunity to do some mountain biking on the legendary slickrock around Moab. The smooth undulating surfaces give masses of grip, allowing you to ride up and down some absurd gradients, before coming to a halt and admiring the scenery once again. Fantastic.
More fun with daft shaped rocks to come - Monument Valley and the Grand Canyon.
See you again soon!
xxx
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Pete
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Rocks
I like the red rocks, reminds of Mars. Did you know that the sandstone formations of the Red Rocks have their colour because they contain traces of iron. The redness is rust. Marvellous I'm very impressed at the size of your saddlebags! how on earth did you fit your moauntain bike in there!