Power lines and sand are what greeted us for the first climb. It was like they took a page out of the Trans Rockies play book. “We need to get to the to the other valley, these power lines go to the other valley, hmmmmm” It was not as bad as it seems. I think we are numb to the distance and vertical after 6 days in the saddle.
The second climb was a steep up hill to the radio tower outside of town. It was pock marker by cattle and very rough, but at the end it was my turn to buy Darrell a beer for placing no divet on the hill
After the top of the hill it was a fast 35kph along the aqueduct into town. This picture was actually preety hard to take at theat speed.
Before our post stage ritual of water and food we took a stop in the chill tub. The water feels cold but I am sure it is 20 degrees. Notice the brown tinge to the water from the dirt chamois cream and who knows what else.
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