Hello one and all! I apologize for the lack of posts recently but we have really been on the move and sometimes its just hard to keep up. At the moment I am posting from a friends tablet so photos will have to wait, but very soon you will be bombarded by images of our exploits. Today we leave from Jackson Wyoming, we spent a rest day here and had an opportunity to recuperate from the long last week. We left Missoula on  the 4th  and rode up into the big hole valley (aka the bug hole valley.) After two days of warinng with mosquitoes on the beautiful battlefield we climbed out and into Dillon. When we rolled into the town campsite we met with another trans-am cyclist. His name is Jez, he is from Engeland and he is now part of our party. With our new trio we cruzed on into West Yellowstone, the overpriced entrance town to Yellowstone national park. When we finally entered the park we were quite unimpressed at first. It is filled with dead trees and RVs that make bison look like hamsters. As dusk came and we criss-crossed the continental divide we were greeted by a great change; the tourists began to retire, leaving the roads to us and creating a quite presence you can rarely find anywhere else. As we left the park the next day we cut our ride short when we met another two cyclist, Sam and Mike of Anchorage, Alaska who are riding to fundraise for ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease. We spent the night with the two and fate decided we would stay together. Sam ended up tapping his ankle with a hatchet and the next day they found their way to Jackson to go to a clinic. We met them there that night, his ankle was fine, and we stayed together at a mans apartment. The next day we rested in Jackson. Unfortunantley Mike ended up having to leave for Alaska. His step father has ALS and is progressing rapidly in the sickness. So now our party has grown to four, let's see how it goes!