Jeremy's friends Anthony & Julie are away but graciously allowed us to stay here at their home here in Denver for the evening.  It's time to get on the road.
We knew it was going to be cold this morning but it was even colder than we anticipated.  We pulled over for gas in Kremming, Colorado and had breakfast at Our Family Kitchen.  They had the biggest cinnamon rolls I've ever seen there so I naturally had to have that for breakfast.  It was awesome - one of those places you make a point of stopping at next time.
Note the death grip on Jeremy has on his cup of coffee.
Trying to warm his hands.
So - if you're ever in Kremming, Colorado - Do yourself a favor: stop and grab a bite to eat at Our Family Kitchen.  We told our waitress that we were on our way to Steamboat Springs and she said that it was going to be even colder going over Rabbit Ear Pass.  We put on everything warm we came with and got started.

It was colder but didn't last very long and within an hour we were pulling over to shed the heavier leather.
Dispite liberal application of copious amounts of sun screen, my nose was getting blistered.  I had to find another way to protect it from the sun.
My answer - SPF 1000.
Shortly after this picture was taken, Jeremy and I had to split up.  Jeremy stayed eastbound to Salt Lake City and his family while I turned south to Torrey, Utah.  About 20 miles after I turned south, the skies opened up.  There would be pictures of this but I didn't want to ruin my camera in the rain, so I will attempt to describe it. 

The skies were ominous as I started southbound from Duchesne into Indian Canyon.  As it started to rain I grabbed the GPS and shoved it into one of the compartments in the faring.  I was thankful for my SPF 1000 as it cushioned the blow from the huge drops hitting my face at 40 mph.  My head, on the other hand was hurting - just about the time I decided I would stop and put my helmet on, my head got numb to the sting (insert numb skull joke here).  It started getting hard to breathe through my SPF 1000 and I realized that I was, in effect water boarding myself - I pulled the scarf down immediately since I didn't want to be committing a felony.  About 10 miles later it stopped raining and 5 miles after that the sun came out.  The last hour it took to get to Torrey was nice except for one short stretch along a stock yard - envision: rained on about an hour ago and baking in the sunshine ever since....  Luckily there were a few alfalfa fields after the stockyard to kill the smell burning my nostrils.  None the less, by the time I pulled up to the Motel, I was ready to get off my bike and into the shower.
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