A day of flying down I- 40. I said goodbye to Sandra for another two weeks and got on the interstate highway, peddling hard with the morning sun in my face, and not quitting until it was overhead. The winds were 15 - 25 mph to our backs, we climbed 2500', and temps were in the 60s. I managed to do the 87 miles in just over four hours, averaging 21 mph. This is the way to travel! We did note that if we were going the other way, it could have been a hard 10 hour day. As usual, this started out to be an easy day and evolved into a race for some - I couldn't resist and arrived 7th overall.
We stopped at our second border crossing and sprinkled Pacific beach sand at the base to ensure continue favorable winds. Tomorrow should be an easy 60 miles to Grants.
Stats: 87 miles, 21 mph avg, 2500' climbing, temps 50 - 70 deg, 15 - 25 tail winds. It doesn't get better than this!
3 comments:
On a recent one-week ride along the South West border, we were somewhat put off by the following; We would be riding along some quiet road and a group of government cars would come racing by looking for our much needed labor force . . . have you and Terry been witness to the same?
Jim,
What's the best local brew so far? Where was the best meal? How's the ice cream along the way? What's the local take on immigrants? Should the New York Times fear any local newspapers that you have read and which way are they leaning? Towards Rudy? If Richardson jumped in on the ride and dropped some weight, could he be somebody? And most importantly, are there hot girls on the ride? Looking forward to hearing about the above in the context of your days . . .
Dad,
I'm sure that you did not notice any hot girls. You have the HOTTEST girl around!!! You make us proud!!
Jackie
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