Yellowstone Park to Shell

Our new rider Sheila. We had only just met Sheila in Yellowstone. I had started communicating with her shortly before the Conga started. She was looking for some friends to ride with. Well she certainly found some. Sheila hung with us the rest of the trip. Quiet gal, not sue what she thought of us all but she said she really enjoyed herself. We met for breakfast and then off we went through Yellowstone park on the hunt for Yogi Bear Wilbur says.

Flo and Fancy the pink ladies we are called more often than not. I am so proud to have my good friend from home travel the whole trip with me. Fancy is a survivor so this trip means a whole lot to her apart from a trip of a life time she says.

Now there is Wilbur, my brother, my friend, our Cabana boy, if you can imagine. Wilbur and his girls looking for Yogi. We turned a lot of  heads that is for sure. He would be walking along nonchalantly forgetting  what he looked like. People could not contain themselves whispering in the background. This place was amazing.

Vgirl my good friend f rom the Island we were together here last year and it was with out a doubt one of our favorite spots. Tanya was going all the way to Cheyenne and doing the Iron Butt ride home alone from there as she was limited for time. She made it to by the way.

I met Biird last year through my blog. How frickin amazing this story is. She didn't even ride last year and is fighting a different type of cancer but look at her now, in complete remission and leading the pack.. She was kinda like our mamma, someone had to keep us on track, on schedule. Biird grew up in the area so she pretty much new our time line etc.

We didn't raise a whole lot of money that day as we were there to see Ol Faithful the Geezer which goes off faithfully every hour. When we first arrived in the big crowd,  the tour guide was welcoming everyone in the group and then paused and pointed to Wilbur... "I'd like to welcome you all  here today, and her eyes widened and she looks at him and says...especially you" The whole crowd started to chuckle.

When we were heading back to our bikes getting  ready to head to our next destination, we heard that sound again...."Conga...there's the Conga" There was a couple ladies from Motormaids who had heard of us on FB. Small world, they donated some money and signed our banner.  It wasn't long after that, when we were parked long side the road to get our rain gear on, the same sound...Conga!!! Honking and yelling and giving us the thumbs up!

Our next stop would be Shell Wyoming. We were all very excited as everyone had heard about this tiny little town with great big hearts. When the year before Tanya and I stopped in to eat a moose burger at Dirty Annies Cafe, met Todd Stoelk and that was where it all started. Todd wrote us a check once he heard our story, and said in his accent.."I like Breasts"

We ended up staying in Shell Wyoming, being treated like Queens, fed, bikes warshed, place to stay and some great laughs, not to mention, raising over $300.00. And we thought that was great, well wait till I tell you what we raised this year in one over nighter. 

We had all been communicating through FB since we knew we were returning to Shell. 

Off to Shell Wyoming!!!