Despite a long day yesterday, I woke up feeling pretty good. Got on the trail at 7:40 and the sun was out. Thinking it was going to be a sunny day and the fact I felt pretty good despite 43 miles yesterday, I was riding on high. Then came the first of four brief storms. Each was just enough to get you soaked through but not a drop more. I had a choice to make...go on 7 more miles and get a nice 38 on the day. Or stop at. 5pm, stretch and try to dry out. Showing up at the shelter to a nice family with a fire, made me supremely satisfied with taking the easy day. Finally dry, I realize how much I miss the desert!
Also, I have a trail name. A couple of people have called me "Flash". I will give full credit to Gumbi for naming me. She is my trail mother.
Flash, I like it. Sounds fast and kind of has some homoerotic tones.