We then rested for a few minutes in a gazebo, where we noticed an enormous storm front closing in on us. After hemming and hawing about what to do, we raced to Makoshika State Park to check it out before the rain came. It wasn't long before we were feeling fairly threatened, and so we booked it back to town and hung out at the bar for an hour or two, our bikes locked and tarped under an awning. At 7:30, we all ducked next door to watch Turbo. Cute, but could've been better. Afterwards, the second storm front moved in, and we hung out at the bar for a while longer. Jeremy manned the jukebox for a bit, and Casey played "ducks" a few too many times. I rested my head in the corner, making my underagedness invisible, and wished that the rain would stop so we could just get to the park and go to sleep. I'd been sleepy since lunch.