... where the wind doth blow. But not, luckily, for us. We are in the land of the chinook, but still we experienced a nearly wind-free day. Wind farms are plentiful here. There are around 300 turbines surrounding the town.
Pincher Creek, supposedly named for a pair of hoof trimmers lost somewhere along the creek, is where the prairie meets the mountains. Today's ride was through beautiful grasslands and active ranches, the mountains standing sentinel in the distance. Today's wildlife highlight -- Spencer spotted a cow moose feeding in a herd of cows. She was spooked by his bicycle and jumped the fence, leaving the calf behind. The herd also ran, but lacked the legs to make the jump. Short mileage -- 34.5. Happy people...!
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