The Duck. It's a rubber ducky that Fred from Onterio, Canada introduced at our first gathering. It is passed to a rider at Route Rap who has done something nice, smart, or had a terrible day. The responsibilities include taking pictures of the duck experiencing the sights along the riding day. Since tis duck has been to every continent except Antarctica, it is a big responsibility. At last Rap, John, from St. Pete, awarded it to Matt and I because he knew we were going to leave in another three days and he didn't want us to feel excluded. I agreed to take it on the day off if Mat would take it on the ride to Lusk. Ergo, the duck followed me to the Bike Shop, a walk downtown, on a trip to the National Historic Trails Interpretive Center (really well done museum on the westward migration to Oregon, Utah, and California).
We finished the day with Yoga session by the pool, and another trip downtown for Sushi and Thai food.
Tomorrow is a 106 mile ride to Lusk, our last stop in Wyoming. We're expecting a challenging day with less than favorable winds and temps hitting triple digits.
Duck waiting in hotel lobby for fellow travelers.
Duck paying for a Casper Wyoming cycling gator and some recovery fuel
Sitting on horseless brass saddle downtown
Massive sculpture outside Trails Interpretive Center
Yoga and Therapeutic Massage Center in town.
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