Shade, Sweat, and Support in Central Wyoming

I rolled out of bed just after 4 a.m. today. The RV was still dark and a bit cold, so I brewed a coffee, got myself ready, and gently woke up my crew. By just after 5 a.m., we were all ready, driving the 47 miles back to yesterday’s finishing point—Walker Draw Road, deep in the middle of Wyoming’s vast openness.

The sunrise was gorgeous—fiery orange skies stretching across the horizon, antelopes dashing through the plains, and a soft silence only early morning roads can offer. It felt like a good start, but truthfully, the run itself began with some hiccups. That’s life on a world run: some days you float, and others you stumble through until rhythm returns.

Luckily, I had my crew. They were amazing today—meeting me every 4 to 8 miles with hydration, snacks, refills for my running veste, and, maybe most importantly, encouragement. That kind of consistency makes such a difference, especially when things don’t flow as smoothly.

As the morning chill faded, the sun began to really heat things up. By noon, the heat was intense. Whenever I saw my crew, I’d take a few moments to sit in the shade on the steps of the RV—just letting my body breathe, soaking in a little calm before the next stretch.

After 40 miles and a long, hot day, we arrived at our chosen destination—trying to contact the owners of the RV place we were aiming for in Grey Reef. A few phone calls later, we got the green light to park and hook up, and we’ll figure out payment later. Classic Wyoming style—flexible and kind.

Now, we’re in Casper gathering supplies for the next stretch, which will be long and remote with few services. There’s a lot to organize tonight—food, water, strategy—but first: dinner. My body’s tired, but my spirit’s good. I'm grateful for my crew, and for another day out here.

Thanks for checking in. Tomorrow, the road calls again. Let’s go.