One morning I’m cowboy camping and wake up to see a coyote approaching me. I scare it off, usually they’re pretty skittish around humans.

Unlike wolves that come back to investigate dead members of their pack, when coyotes come under pressure they disperse either by themselves or with one other. This is why coyote populations have spread across the East coast.

My buddy Ryan rolled through on his motorcycle trip, not a bad campsite.

The trail in northern Colorado is a lot of forest singletrack. I soon hit the Wyoming border. Colorado was an incredible adventure, beat the crap outta me but we’ll worth it.

The trail transitions quickly to scrubland as I near the Great Divide Basin. It’s flat too so I’m able to do big miles.

I end up doing a 50 mile day and 130 miles in 3 days to get to Rawlins, WY where I rest for a night. It’s dry again out here, the terrain reminds me of New Mexico.

Onward to Atlantic City, Wyoming!