Like those in the valley behind us, most people stand in sight of the spiritual mountains all their lives and never enter them, being content to listen to others who have been there and avoid the hardships Robert M. Pirsig 1974 Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance Today's GPS view. After a vaguely fitful sleep we were up and packing by around 7:15 or so. It was cold, but not nearly as cold as it could have been. Still though I was glad to have the grip warmers this morning. I had briefly thought of taking them off prior to the trip, but this was the first of several times I was happy to have them. I would have never thought that Id want/need them in August. Today is actually an amazing one in its diversity. We passed the 2000km mark right at The Divide up on Union Pass. Just as we crossed the 2000km mark of the trip, we totally lucked out and had freshly plowed gravel for several miles definitely made for railing around the corners! Post Union Pass offers up some sweet high country riding that is heavily populated with cattle. Hard to see, but there is actually a cowboy in the lower right hand side of this shot. Bikes with a lot of big sky. After a nice descent from the high country, we found ourselves in the Upper Green River Valley and a relatively straight-shot of pavement into Pinedale for coffee, breakfast, more coffee and a tank of premium grade. Pinedale is pretty much a cowboy town if Ive ever seen one. We didnt linger too long though as the next stop is 220 miles away Rawlins, Wyoming. It didnt take a whole lot of time until we had some pretty sweet riding South of town. Oil rigs are very predominant in the area. Once past those the roads turn into very nice double track that winds its way up into The Mesa Big Range Winter Range. A few gates to be opened and closed otherwise a great piece of riding that was nice to get some rhythm going on. Wyoming rangeland riding. We stopped here to talk about the section we had just done - nice washout area with a tricky climb. Made for a great photo spot. The next section offers up some absolutely spectacularly desolate country. Every direction you look is sage brush and it is endless as far as one can see. ..except for the odd boulder out in the middle of nowhere. They say that you actually cross the Continental Divide three or four times on this stretch, but there are definitely no markers celebrating this fact. I started to see a couple of mountain bike tracks around this point and once again thought that I was fortunate to be on a KTM. After an hour or so of this we took a small descent into South Pass City and stopped for a root beer at The South Pass City Mercantile. Its for sale if anyone is interested. This little airplane/wind vane was right to the side of the building didnt look like it works, but looked cool. Leaving Atlantic City commences the last long stretch into Rawlins. Gary and I had decided already that it might be a motel night when we get there maybe a little pizza, a six pack and an hour of Oberman to catch up on whats shaking. But its not like it was right around the corner we had much more spectacular riding to do through a pretty historically significant area. There are posts all through marking where the Oregon, California, Mormon Pioneer, and Pony Express Trails once used to be. This post looks like it has had a few cows using it as a rubbing post. I like to think that I could see a couple of ruts where the covered wagons used to travel through the sagebrush. We tried to get a team photo on most of the Continental Divide crossings. Ive seen this shot in a few other Ride Reports how can you not take this picture?! Here are two of the happier cyclist we ran across. They were very cool said they had seen a few dual sporters on their ride, but not a lot. I asked them if they too had The Book and said theyd started off with it but found it kind of heavy and burdensome so they just had some map that looked more like a place map from a diner. Self portrait of me on one fo the Continental Divide crossings. After a long but very satisfying day we ended up in Rawlins, rented a room and kicked back with some takeout pizza and a few Buds.