Today was a short day. I had put in a lot of hard work getting across the desert and could use a little break. The biggest reason, though, was that the computer was waiting for me at the FedEx depot in Grand Junction. I thought I'd pick up the computer, check into a motel early, and then get to work updating the web site. And relax a little.
Grand Junction got its name because it was the junction of the Grand and Gunnison Rivers. The Grand River has since been named the Colorado River. Of course, a better name for this town would simply be (all together now, history students) Confluence.
I wasn't really downtown so I didn't see the actual confluence. I was busy picking up the computer and finding that a motel room was going to be really hard to get because of CountryJam USA, a five-day country music extravaganza held in a big field west of town. I finally got in on a cancellation and paid $80 for a room that should have cost maybe $45 at a Super 8 Motel. And I don't like country music.
But boy, was I surrounded with it. All the Muzak in town was country. Every restaurant played it. Lots of big-tire pickup trucks and cowboy hats. I don't think there were very many real cowboys.
I just retreated to my motel room and computed.
Last thing. This is in the "And you think I'M doing a difficult thing" category. The guys at the Over the Edge said that just two days before a family of five came through town heading west. They are biking from Vermont to Alaska, and (get ready) they are all on one bike. Mom, Dad, 11-year-old daughter, 7-year-old son are on a quad-seated bike and they are pulling all their gear plus the 3-year-old son in a trailer. This boggles my mind. Just handling the personal dynamics alone would be a full-time job. The shop guys said the kids were fantastic. They are home-schooled, well-disciplined, mature beyond their years, and... getting an unbelievable education on this trip. More power to them.
Read more about them on their web site: www.rompfamily.com
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