Oh baby, what a weekend! From unforgiving headwinds the first day, to the next three days of absolute perfect weather, our 4-day tour was full of wonderful memories.
Thursday's miles were some of the toughest riding I've ever done. 30 mph indirect headwinds (that only increased as the day wore on) were stacked up against the fact that it was impossible to draft one another for support. I rode sweep for the entire day until about 5pm when the ladies I accompanied eventually called it quits (thank you Carolyn and Cindy - 60 miles was plenty). In the sag wagon we joined with Beth who said the wind "broke her spirit".
The route wound through farmland and along rivers of northern New York and into Canada.The terrain was virtually flat. Peonies and wild iris were in bloom. Buttercups speckled the roadsides, bent over in the wind. Broken tree boughs and branches were scattered everywhere.