Okay, so maybe the meaning of the holiday is lost on most of us. But while plenty of retailers lure us with three days of discounts, at least nobody has tried to push some kind of Labor Day gift-giving tradition on us.
I left work early on Friday and squeezed in a quick bike workout before supper. I was cooling down from a set of power intervals when I hit a bee, which stung me on the cheek. Hooray for not being allergic! I've hit plenty of insects while out riding, but this was the first one that hit me back.
I got back to the house just before an evening shower passed through, so I went out on the deck to enjoy the cool rain. While I was out there, I picked a little shard and kale from our garden to put in a salad.
|Kale and Swiss chard from our garden|
|F. during a snack break.|
The party in Cheyenne was for the daughter of a dear friend of mine. Happy first birthday, E! Our hostess graciously provided several vegan options, so I didn't go hungry or have to bring my own food. Afterward, we went to the Sierra Trading Post outlet store to do a little shopping. We scored some clothes and a new backpack which I'm anxious to use on my next bike camping adventure.
On Monday we drove west on I-80 to the Medicine Bow National Forest. When visiting Cheyenne back in February of 1998, my friend had taken me on a hike in Vedauwoo, and I've been wanting to revisit it ever since. We all had a great time, and the kids did amazingly well. Even my youngest walked on his own the whole time.
|The family at Vedauwoo|
They were also closed, but it looked pretty cool from the outside.
In fact, from what we saw, Laramie is just a generally cool town. I think I might like to spend a little more time there in the future.
The coffee shop provided adequate fare for our lunch, after which we headed back home via US-287 - a much more scenic route than the interstate.