I am writing you as I sit in my hotel room, resting from a day of climbing–and then climbing –and then climbing to our hotel in Silver City, New Mexico, 5945 feet above sea level. One of those climbs was the continental divide at 6534 feet. When I left Lordsburg this morning, it was 30 degrees–and you know I do not like riding in the cold! I dressed in layers, however at mile 5 on a beginning 15-mile stretch of uphills, the layers started to come off.
I rode mostly alone. On the hills, everyone kind of goes at their own pace. We see some other riders at the SAG (support and gear stops) as we roll in for a snack or drink. Then we leave and spread out again. There are 27 riders and we finish at widely different times. Some people like to stop more, some like to get to the hotel quicker. I will let you guess which one I am?