*SAT Jun 21* At Circle-up—a tradition after breakfast is cooked and eaten, lunches are made, the kitchen is cleaned up, gear is packed and the campground cleaned up—the summer solstice was acknowledged. The route went from Riggon to Wiggen. It was another 17-mile route and it had 14 miles of dirt/gravel road. I checked out I-76. It had a 9-foot shoulder and 7 foot of it was concrete washboard. That meant I could ride on the shoulder 7 feet away from traffic. I chose I-76. Our Wiggen, CO campsite was at the community church. They let us use the basement in the afternoon. It was cooler, they had restrooms, a kitchen with snacks, and WiFi. The mealtime conversation focused on events/environment that thrilled/amazed you. I volunteered that I was seeing all the prairie that I recognized in the Loess Hills, and indicated that’s why I sing *Don’t Fence Me In*; because that’s where the prairie of the West starts! There was another conversation after dinner but I went to bed. *SUN Jun 22* We got out of Wiggen by 7:50 AM. I rode my bike 17 miles to Riverside Park in Ft. Collins. I scouted out the dentists so I could try to get an appointment on Monday to have the molar transplant that has come loose looked at. I got to camp in time to eat lunch. The park has a swimming pool. So after I ate my lunch I went over to the pool. The pool temperature was 80 degrees. So it was comfortable. There was a team—transportation; medical; kitchen; etc—meeting scheduled at 4. We shared the issues that each team is working on, or needs to consider. We had dinner at 6:30 and at 7 clouds and a thunder shower approached from the west. I got my sleeping bag, clothes, and air-mattress out and put it under one of the nearby shelters—roof, picnic tables, no sides. The thundershower blew hard. The rain came in under the roof. Then it turned into a hail storm and water streamed through the park. It started coming in on the floor so I moved my equipment to a picnic table. I took off my shoes and socks and walked in the water to get ready for bed. There was so much water that people had to move their tents during the hail storm. The group in the shelter nearby put their tents on the tables to dry out. Some simply went to the local motel. I slept on the table though my equipment was damp. -- Peace, David