i have once again loved the ride, the drive, the wait time. i have been reading up on the map and compass, perfecting knots and learning new ones, making jute baskets, drawing, laying in the sun, sitting by the river, exploring plants, laughing, smiling, and every once in a while have shed a tear thinking about cono and eileen doing there big dream ride across the country. i am blessed to be part of their adventure.
thankfully both did great avoiding each other.
its hard to tell is this picture but this is the old highway 95 it has so many switch backs. cono actually made it down before we did. betsy's breaks were really REALLY smelling like some good old burnt rubber. im not sure i could bike up this with out stopping, its long and intense. they have a bike race up it every year. NO THANK YOU!
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