ahhh, Casper. Coming from Colorado, we thought we were badass riders. Then these big burly steak and potato-eating Wyoming riders would put it in the gutter and jam it on the big-ring rollers and make the ones caught out cry for their mothers. I always managed to do ok there though for some reason. Was a sad day when the race died. Great race and great support. Some of my best travel race memories are from Wyoming.
Then there was Laramie. Only a 3 day race but last day was a out and back TT. Block 20+ mph headwind going out and spun out at 45+ mph coming back :-)