After our usual 7 am breakfast at the hotel, we were off and riding at 7:40 am. Skies were crystal blue and temps about the same as yesterday. Looking forward to an easy 75 mile ride. Not exactly. 76.7 miles to be exact and the extra hours in the saddle started to chafe all of our butts. We made it but not without some pain. The scenery is getting more and more breathtaking with each passing mile.
The highlight was ice cream cones at Taylor Freeze in Pima. What a throwback in time. It reminded all of us of a Dairy Queen when we were growing up. Somebody even mentioned Dinny and the trips to the airport on Sunday nights to watch the planes come in for landings at the end of the airport runway, followed by ice cream, Dinny’s treat.
Tomorrow is a repeat of today (77 miles) but with some climbing thrown in for good measure. We fortified ourselves with our first steak dinners of the trip. I intend to wear long pants tomorrow. My right leg is pretty sunburnt, despite multiple applications of sunscreen. It needs a rest day from the sun. A rest day from biking will not come until next Friday after we reach El Paso. Many miles still to ride.