Our guides have stopped writing the day's agenda on the white board on the truck for a while now. So I decided to start putting up faux-agendas.
Sadly my bike's rear wheel needed to be swapped out so no biking for me today. Tomorrow is our second rest day.
The Millennium Falcons' FTL drive is down, Han's dead, so it's just Chewbacca getting it repaired with the great help of Eric of Mike's Hike and Bike. Hopefully rear broken spokes are a thing of the past.
Sadly my bike's rear wheel needed to be swapped out so no biking for me today. Tomorrow is our second rest day. Two of our group's loved ones came to join us for the extended rest stop. Jim's wife Judy whipped Cesar Salad and fried Salmon and Halibut. Judy also made creme brûlée.
Never ate so well in a skeevy motel parking lot.
Sharing a room with Mike tonight and tomorrow who announced with a satisfied sigh that he was really going to stink up the room. At first I didn't know how to respond other than, "How so?"
Ben Gay. Lots of it.