Our kind of roads.
Janel went with pink tassels for her last ride.
Say hi Dave
Last climb of the trip took us up Monachil. A regular in the Vuelta Espana. Everyone managed the 18% grades with grace, which was a good sign after 22 hrs of riding.
Dave showed up. Turns out he was late because of a missing bike, and a bus ride from Malaga. Upon his drunken arrival, we learn of his zip-lock bag of piss. A full bladder and unrelenting bus driver equal to a McGyver situtation. With people across the aisle, Dave filled it up to almost unclosable, and spilled not a drop.
Janel and Paula were stunned. We warned them.