It’s been awhile since I’ve posted about my morning runs. I’m still doing them (very slowly) but more often than not I’m running loops around the campground or, when I’m lucky, a trail in one state park or another.
However, right now I’m in Cody, Wyoming for a few days and my morning runs have served as little daily adventures. I love exploring a new place while running. I always end up turning down streets I would otherwise have ignored and finding funny little shops and pieces of art I would have just zoomed by in the car.
So, why not come along on my 4 mile morning run in Cody, Wyoming with me?
I leave the hotel (!) around 9:30 a.m. after elbowing my way through the continental breakfast.
It is a perfect morning. The sky is robin’s egg blue and the temperature is 70 degrees F.
I turn left out of the hotel parking lot and run on the sidewalk towards the canyon. Mountains make me so happy!
I run past the Grizzly Bear lodge and hope that it isn’t a sign of things to come. We’re heading to Glacier National Park soon.
I run past the home of the Cody Rodeo. Did you know that Cody was the rodeo capital of the world?
Then I run past a wild west gift shop. Maybe I’ll come back later to do some browsing. Who needs a taxidermy rattlesnake and a cowboy hat?
Suddenly the sidewalk ends but in its place is this gravel path beside the highway. I’m intrigued. Where could it lead? I keep going.
As the road winds up into the canyon I find this information plaque on the side of the road. It seems like a good landmark to turn around at.
On the way back down I spot the Geyser Brewing Company. Cody is the perfect mountain town. But when I get back to the hotel room a google search tells me the brewery has closed. A tragedy.
I keep running. In the distance I spot the old settlement of Cody. This tiny outcropping of wood structures was the original town of Cody.
As I approach the old town I see the Colter’s Hell Trail. I can’t say no to anything called “hell trail” so I set out down the trail as the gravel crunches under my feet.
The trail winds through a grasslands park and then leads right up to the gates of Old Town Cody.
It costs $8 to get in. It’s a steal, really, but I haven’t got any money on me so instead I stand at the gates and stare for awhile.
Behind the old town I see a traffic-free road that looks like it leads to the middle of nowhere. So I turn down it of course.
It’s so beautiful out here. I could run amongst these mountains for the rest of my life.
Finally the asphalt road turns to gravel and I’m unsure if I’m on private property or not. I don’t want to encounter any unwelcoming cowboys so I turn around on this cattle grid and head back towards my hotel.
Back on the main road I turn left and run past the fireworks super store.
I run by the town’s friendliest RV park.
When I reach the jail it’s time to turn around. I wouldn’t mind catching a stagecoach back to the hotel but there aren’t any around.
So I start heading back to the hotel on foot. Yellowstone National Park is only an hour drive up the road. I want to run there! Actually, on second thought, maybe I’ll ride a bike.
Before I know it I am on the edge of town again taking in the views of those beautiful mountains.
Then I’m back where I started, a little bit sweatier and a lot happier. I love my morning runs. Thanks for coming along with me.