September 19th, 2022

Day 32. September 17. 44 miles. Lander Creek to Sweetwater River. 1242 miles. It was a frosty morning. We left the Frosty campsite just after 9 AM. Rollinghills and lots of mud and we had to stay in the parallel tracks. Right away Jon stuck his foot in a puddle and filled his shoe with water. Thank goodness for dry socks and doggie bags! We traveled through Atlantic city which has a population of 57 and an elevation of 7675 feet. These two days have been harder after getting four days of food supply. My legs are sore and Tara chalked it up to the extra weight from the food. We rode as a group again, with Moe and Harry still with us. They are young, strong and fast but are enjoying some company, even old, slow company! Lunch tucked into some warm rocks was pleasant. We stopped for water at South Pass city in Wyoming and then walked through the ghost town. Our next stop was wild Bill’s guns and knives and he also does septic tank pumpIng. Rumor has it he could give us information on crossing the Great Basin, which is 130 miles of desert wasteland with only two sources of water. After we left wild bill’s we rode up to an overlook for our first glimpse of the basin. Wow. Vast. We camped next to the Sweetwater river which was anything but sweet. Complete with a large beaver, and two hunters cleaned their game, which we believe were birds, In the river. We were grateful we filtered our water before then! As we were setting up camp the clouds and wind came in but soon the sun came out and made for a pleasant evening. Tomorrow we enter the basin…..