We rode through miles of smoke today, towards the fire outside of Dayville. The view was almost nonexistent, the mountains hazy figures in the background.
The smoke finally cleared once we got past Dayville, since the wind was blowing to the east. Several miles to the west of town, we rode through Picture Gorge, from which you can apparently view Native American pictograms. We asked the ranger where to look for them, but she wasn't allowed to tell us! We looked for them, but couldn't spot them and ride our bikes on a narrow shoulder at the same time.
We got rained on a bit, but also enjoyed a fantastic tailwind as a result of the storm. After a long uphill, we zipped down into Mitchell, where we camped in a city park. It was a very small town (I have officially categorized it as Kind Of A Place), but the park was busy! We shared our spot with several other cyclists, two runners, and a driver of a car that night.
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