There's a storm brewing.

We'd been watching these clouds develop all day as we pedalled our 60 miles up and over the nearly 8000ft Medicine Lodge-Sheep Creek Divide. Luckily, we dodged the thunderstorm, and even more luckily got handed some cold beers by a family passing by chance in their SUV. The chap cracked them open with his wedding ring ('Another benefit to being married I guess!'), and passed them to us with a 'Welcome to North America!'.

Happy days.