Man, what a view. Nothing like a cold plumber's ass too look at while riding.
We stopped in Lonsdale at the 65 mile mark. (I've got your Lonsdale right here!) That's a pretty patient pooch to ride in the back of a milk crate.
We got a very nice surprise from Matt. He is on his way back from China, and he called us while he was on layover in San Francisco.
Maple Grove Cycles had a fire pit with s'mores! The fire was very welcome as it helped fight off the chill. Pictured, standing is Bob and Eric. I'm sitting down next to Joe.
It was the usual century, sore shoulders, sore ass, sore knees, and cramping.
I would be remiss if I didn't mention Madonna. On Saturday, when the weather was absolutely terrible, with snow, rain, cold, and howling winds; she competed and finished 3rd in a road race. You're a star, Madonna!