We were all tired, having just raced 24 miles of pretty tough trails in the sun. Menso smelled like a middle schooler who didn't understand that showering and changing your shirt every day is a necessity, and I had salt crusted all over my jersey. So we headed out at a conservative pace and just soaked in the scenery, made steady, even work of the climbs and let it go on the descents.
|At the turn off from the XC course onto the Kern River Trail. We didn't know how much suffering lay ahead of us at this point.|
|Perfect light and perfect riding partners.|
|You can't see all the flowers here, but they covered the hill side!|