6:15 am - Awakened by Dad stealthily moving a bicycle from the hotel door. He had been up since 5:15 going through his very regimented morning routine. He made not a peep and maneuvered his way through the ritual on twinkletoes as Mom and I peeked through eyelids to see what his next move would be. Hair coiffed, belly pack attached, hat adorned and sunglasses mounted, Dad left the room to the sudden peals of laughter from the girls under the covers. I've never witnessed one so determined to enable someone to continue to slumber.
Through 2 construction stops and a sudden stop to photograph the state line sign, we left peaceful and unobtrusive Wyoming to move towards the next monument of choice.
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