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One of the magical moments was
when a rainbow appeared that seemed to be guiding
us to our final destination. Hopefully, there was a
potfull of gold at the end.
At about 5 miles to go, it
started misting as we got closer to the 4000
elevation. What was once blue skies turned into
gray dark clouds. The mist became so thick that it
later turned into rain. My glasses got so wet that
riding without them was almost as clear.
Again we underestimated nature.
Today it was no longer the heat, but the
wind.
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