And the we arrived at the swoopy, narrow, distracting-view-laden portion of the ride. Zippety-doo-dahing through the back bowls of Vail.
Because it is Vail, and because we are fancy, we sprung for a mud bath for Randall. Good living if you can get it.
3 Miles!?!? Difficult Terrain?!?! By neddie jingo we're in!
And just as we got back to civilization, the clouds that had been mulling over their options all day finally got down to business.
Coda: Father and Son. Many thanks to all. This was an immensely satisfying ride.
