As I eat breakfast, once again, preparing for an epic day of riding, I realize the woman sitting to my left has done the Furnace Creek 508 several times, twice as a solo rider. Sharon and I seem to be the PAC Tour noobs of the trip.
At breakfast in Leavenworth, I catch Sharon staring longingly at the toy train that circles the dining room. She denies it, but I think she was fantasizing about a nice train ride to our next stop.
Thats right, Sharon and I are now behind bars, (bicycle bars) and have been for the last three days. Our sentence will continue for nine more days of hard labor. One of the riders on the tour has a t-shirt that reads "Life Behind Bars." I want one!
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Definitely some saddle issues for me today. the worst spot seems to be off to the right side. I have given my saddle sore a name. "We have crossed the great Misty Moutains together and therefore I shall call you Sting!"
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Eight years ago Sharon asked me if I'd like to ride a double century on a tandem. I agreed and soon found myself signed up for 6 that year, as well as The Climb to Kaiser. This year, we will be "gone biking" in a major way.
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