Last week, we headed off to Big Timber, about an hour west of here. It’s always been a quick stop on the way to other places, and I’ve never had it as a destination; never really spent a lot of time there. 522 more words
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As forecast, the wind did indeed come up during the night. Our tent rippled and flapped like mad, but stayed firmly planted to the earth. I inserted earplugs and tried to ignore the tempest and get some sleep. 1,876 more words
I need to work on my camp sleeping skills. I did not sleep at all the night of day 2.
It was a combination of factors: clammy nylon sleeping bag, too-flat inflatable pillow, fussy sleep mask and earplugs, crackly air mattress that I just couldn’t get comfortable on. 1,648 more words
The morning of day 2, we got to sleep in a wee bit longer, getting up at 5:30 a.m. instead of 5. Being slower cyclists, we always try to get out on the course right when it opens, and on this day, the course didn’t open until 7:30 a.m., by agreement with the… 2,094 more words