
My dad participated in the
LOTOJA this past weekend. First of all let's just say this: My dad is awesome. He is my hero. He has taught me that if you want to do something, don't whine, just go make it happen. He picked up biking 2 years ago. Last year he did the LOTOJA and made it to Afton. He went for it again this year. I was on his support crew, along with my mom, Shanna, Dave, and Robyn. Here are some of the highlights from a very fun, very long, very inspiring Saturday. It was time well spent. Also I promise this is the last mosaic for a while.
1& 2) Getting ready to go. I drove and was worried the whole time that the bike was going to fall off the roof of my car.
3) Lucky number: 9191
4) At the start line in Logan at 6 AM. Maybe a little nervous?
5) Preston- dad made it there just about 8 AM. Making very good time and feeling strong.
6) Right before heading up Immigration Canyon. Hooray!
7) Robyn and Dave- by the way almost all of these pictures (the good ones) were taken by Robyn. She has a knack for taking good shots and a very nice camera to boot.
8) Montpelier- refueling and still looking good. I sure I am doing something very helpful here.
9) Shanna catching a little snooze. She got 2 1/2 hours of sleep the night before. After this cat- nap she was on fire for the rest of the day.
10) Riding along, going strong.
11) Heading up Salt River Pass. You are the King of the Mountain, Dad.
12) Time for a foot rub in Afton, WY.
13) One of many egg sandwiches, None of us could look at them by the end of the day, especially dad.
14) Dad getting some sugar from his woman. Aren't they cute?
15) Our Dave's.
16) My cousin Brady rode with a relay team. They did really well. Brady rode with the lead pack into Montpelier. He is fast! He earned the nickname "Bones". Hmmm, guess why.
17) Me and Shanna. We spent very little time acting our age today. Yay for friends!
18) "The Property" in Freedom, WY. We were driving through Star Valley and my mom said "If I could live anywhere I would live here." We all laughed because they own a couple of acres on that hill in the distance. They
can live here! Time to build a cabin.
19) Biking through the trees in Snake River Canyon. What a beautiful ride!
20) Finish cheer! Dad had to stop 18 miles from the end. He was dehydrated and not feeling very well (you know like slurred speech and starting to get delirious). He would stand up to pedal, go to sit back down and miss the seat of his bike. Also it was getting very dark. He was bummed that he was so close, yet did not quite make it. But true to form, on the ride home he started making plans for next year. I already have it on the calendar. Love you dad!