Didn't eat before I left, so 50 miles later I felt terrible. I got what I wanted: more training in feeling crappy and having to push myself, and also that whole "hunger makes the best sauce" thing.

Shady the whole way... cold and wet.

Smallest one I've ever seen. Moved a few of these dudes outta the road as always.

The Dominator (tm) and a nice canyon...

...in said canyon. Hmmmm canyoneering potential!