I’m already sad writing this post, and all I’ve written so far is the title. I’ve very much enjoyed re-living the moments by typing up this trip, and I the feelings I had on that last day are resurfacing as I type this up
Today was an epic ride. An epic ride which will result in an epic blog post. So please bear with me. I did mention yesterday that today was going to be a big ride and so it turned out to be.
Today was going to be a short day. I had been up to this as my ‘well deserved rest day’. After all my knees and thighs were burning. It didn’t quite turn out like that.
Today was an odd day.
After discovering I had been ransacked by those Bastard Bandits I stopped sulking and got breakfast on the go. Oats and trail mix.
Today’s ride was one of my favourite of the whole trip. It was also probably the most challenging ride of the tour.
It was long and I was cycling solo again, so it was a tad lonely however it pushed me to a new level that I hadn’t yet experienced. There was an unknown reward at the end which made you realise it was all worth it.
OK, so today is my last day with Oz and Paul. They are heading off to Portland tomorrow so I am going to have to make the most of their time. And it’s not as if I’ll catch-up with them either as they will head East as I go South the following day.
Today was a long day, at least, compared to what I had done so far. But it’s OK, I’m getting the hang of this now.