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It seems weird to me that moose live this far south, but soon after leaving camp, I saw three. Soon after that, Tre whizzed by. I enjoyed a very scenic downhill to start the day. Jenny and Josh passed by before beginning the climb for the day. I wouldn’t see any of them again until my evening arrival in Del Norte, by which point I was in a delirious state.

I found the climb, though not huge, to be strenuous. I cranked up to the top, knowing that most of the rest of today would be ‘downhill.’ That said, downhills aren’t necessarily something to look forward to on a unicycle (even though I do). Though I could put away some miles quickly on the descent, the seat again became unbearable, and my knee screamed. I’ve been trying not to complain about it since the last time I complained, but it’s still an issue and a little worrisome since it has persisted for over a few days.

Today, the landscape has started to make some more dramatic transitions. I’m excited to see what New Mexico has in store. Part of today’s ride towards the end was some of my favorite riding on the trip. The road turned much more primitive, and I felt like I was riding a pump track. Eventually, the winds became too strong though for it to be fun. The last seven miles into town took all I had; I could barely stay upright as I was buffeted back and forth in the winds.