This weekend was the big bike race from Logan to Jackson Hole. Personally I think these people have to be a little nutty to want to attempt this feat. I mean really 206 miles in one day on a pedal bike - and if I were every crazy enough to attempt this, I would defiantly start in Jackson and go to Logan because it a climb in elevation of over 2000 ft. I would take it downhill - ha ha. My oldest brother has become a cyclist in the past few year. He rode the race again this year - for the 3rd time I believe. We headed over the hill to Star Valley to cheer him on - along with the other thousands of riders along the way. Here are the girls looking for Uncle Phil:
We waited at the spot where the canyon narrows near the turn to Auburn. We clapped and cheered for people as they came along & were all set to really cheer as Phil drove by, but he stopped & talked for just a minute and gave me a big hug.
And then he was off again:
Vicki was his support crew - Jeep & all ready to head up to Alpine & wait for him. She is so good to support him in his efforts. You can see Ethan in the pix above too - he and Matt drove motorbikes along the course.
What a crazy day - Phil was not feeling good the whole day, but he stuck with it and finished the course. Even though I think it is a little crazy - I have to admire him for doing it!