Snake river. Followed it all the way to Jackson Hole. Lots of river rafting, water was damn cold..
Out of Utah, into Wyoming, a really old cafe, made good fish & chips.
A spring in the main street, cold water, tastes great.
Leg 3 starts from Salt Lake City, where the bike was in storage, and some SOB stole my crap. All that was left was the bike, and the lock cut off. May the fleas of a thousand camels plague his crotch, and his fingers turn to fish hooks.
