A view from our pavilion of our tents.
I made history with my first century ride yesterday thanks to a “short cut” and a mini-tour of the
Local churches provided 2 rest stops on the way, with the best service so far—girls were eagerly serving me special-order drinks and energy bars from my chair. It was great to start making some connections in my new home of
Our first pass up
The two most emotional times of the day were arriving into camp and realizing we were staying in a “walk-in” campsite requiring a ½ mile walk to our tent sites. There were far more tears shed over the camping situation than over the biking.
And a storm is here....we’re in the mountains.