July 20th: The "tits" mountain

Oostende has its "tits"bridge, well about 10 miles west of Logan there is Sardine Pass, which I nickname the Tits mountain: you climb about 6 miles, go down for 1 mile and climb again for 1 mile.
Hurray, Celine, I found an American flag along the road (oh yes, ever since the day into Afton I'm riding with a Wyoming licence plate) and picked it up. Sweat was dripping from my arms while I was climbing but again I loved every moment of the hard labour. At the top I waited a bit for Sofie and then we speeded downhill again into the town of Brigham City. This is our lowest point of the ride so far - around 1200 meter. The foothills are barren - nearly no trees, only dry yellow grass. I took us right to the library to cool off and have a half hour on the computers there. Lunch was at a family restaurant where I ordered a kiddy meal: macaroni and cheese, which tasted like heaven.
The plan was to go on to Perry and sit the afternoon in the movie theatre... but the shows started only at 5 pm - we were way too early. We cycled on to the campground - and I received a free peach when I wanted to buy one in a fruitstand along the road.
At the KOA we had a difficult time to find a good grassy site, not under the powerlines, not under the tree with the dead branch. I remembered my night with Celine here, where the wind was so strong!
We had lots of time to play in the pool, to do laundry again while playing pool and to relax at our site.