Big day, big ride. 60 klicks, about twice our normal distance. It was an out and back ride. The out part was a bit of a slough, with a big hill to climb. At the top of the hill Anne climbed out of the van and back onto her bike. Kind of a Rolls Canardly, rolls downhill, can hardly get up the next, kind of ride. Still she rode. Lunch, pictured, was by the seashore. Lunch was fabulous, truly fabulous. Of course after lunch, we had to climb back up that hill that we had just sailed down. To make it even more interesting, a storm was rolling in. Climbing Jacob’s Ladder, things soon turned into a race. Aimee on her analog bike became Uber woman. I on my e-bike sailed uphill. At times it seemed nippy and tuck, but we made it back to the hotel just before the dam broke. A little bit later a rainbow appeared.