Long story short, we didn't hit the road until 4pm or so. On a typical day - not much of an issue. Today - a bit of an issue... Waiting or us was the tallest pass on the entire divide. The daunting Indiana Pass crests at just a hair under 12 000 feet and lasts about 20 miles. We began pedaling into a headwind that drained our spirits. We managed to get to 10 000 feet where we found a great spot to tent for the evening. We cooked, watched the sunset, froze, and then hit the sack.
The Organic Peddler
G leading the nightly yoga session.