It fell into a very comfortable simplicity. You ride, you see, you talk about it. The group would ebb and flow around me so there was a constant shifting of people to talk to, or long meditative stretches spent alone. These were nice in their own way because I could settle into a cadence, feel my body working and turn my brain off for a little while.


Ah yes, the Murphy Hogback climb.


A wider view.



The view from the top. Patches is down there somewhere... Where's Waldo?




Once atop the hogback, we set up chairs in the shade and had another lunch that couldn't be beat.



And then it was blissful descent. I see 5 White Rims in the above photo....