Since I hadn't the miles in my legs to feel up for the 100 mile race, I entered the 60 miler - which was tough enough. I felt pretty good and ended up 19th out of 185 finishers.
My buddies Chris and Nemo made the journey too, They rode the hundred and had a good old time.
Took a mellow paddle the next morning and was blessed to see this Bald Eagle pair feed young on their nest.
The campground emptied Sunday night. Whipped out the pie irons and cooked some tasty pies.
More lake sublimity.
Monday morning was picture perfect. Mary and I took a relaxing paddle.
The locale terrific with the beautiful lake, lush meadows and wildflowers galore.
The race is well organized, tough, and wonderfully scenic.
So much fun!