I only have seven minutes to type and it’s 9:22 pm and I just biked 105.4 miles, so this post will be a little abbreviated…here are a couple of things I learned:
- Native Americans believe that snakes are a sign of good luck, so if you see one – you’re gonna have good luck. Somehow I don’t believe them…about an hour after seeing the snake on the side of the road, I fell into a pile of gravel and then got a flat tire less than a mile from Rest Stop 2.
- After beginning to worry about whether or not we were actually going to make it into camp on time, we were stopped at lunch and Angie came back from the port-o-potty line with some more advice. “A man in line told me two important things – number one, we have hella tailwind taking us the rest of the way, and number two, you HAVE to put mayo on your sandwich.” – the man was right. Mayo was necessary.
My favorite experience of the day: going down to the skinny-dipping area between the water stop at mile 75 and fourth rest stop at mile 90. It’s such a fabulous mark of the community here that anyone (ANYONE) can just strip down, feel totally comfortable, and make new friends with their junk hanging out (no mom, I did not skinny dip…spandex does not go back onto wet slippery bodies very well). Angie dipped her feet in.
There will be more tomorrow, as I will be able to see (there’s a lot of dirt in my contacts in my eyes) and move (again – my first century ride was today. I biked 105.4 miles. Oy.)
Ttthhhhhh-that’s all folks.
P.S. Almost forgot. Today was Absolutely gorgeous. Bee-yoot-iful.
