Tour 2019 – Day 21

The Han River

Rich and full, all surging swells and white gulls in flight,
it flows springtime deep, its green a crystalline dye for robes.

Going south and coming back north, you grow older, older.
Late light lingers, farewell to a fishing boat bound for home.

– Tu Mu
translated by David Hinton in Mountain Home

Roll the ol chariot along
My campsite was on the Green River, the largest flowing body of water I’ve seen in a long time. And genuinely green to boot. Today’s ride was a short jaunt into Pinedale, mostly downhill, mostly paved. After yesterday’s long haul this was welcome. It was primarily riding in this lovely valley, with various shades of green receding into the hills. As I got into Pinedale this beautifully rock, snow streaked crags came into view. I rode into town in time for lunch which was nice as I had a lot of errands to run here.

Lovely peaks across the valley

I managed to fully resupply for the next leg of my journey across the high plains of Wyoming. While I was at the laundromat thunder and lightening began, the winds picked up and rain bucketed down. By the time my laundry was done, the storm was over and the clouds breaking up. I got all my errands done early enough that I rode another 12 miles down the hwy to Boulder where I stayed for the night.

the cares of the world
are unceasing
the dust settles thick
while one looks deep
follows the
it’s as simple as that
those following the
always come
down from
the mountain

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