We awoke to a menacing forecast of thunderstorm and flash flood warnings. Great. We began pedaling at 8am hoping to beat the storm. We were surrounded east and west by dark, dark storms. But once again our main lady Mother Earth was looking out for us. We rode through a crease of nice weather no wider than Moses' ocean path. Cam is convinced Mother Earth thinks Geoff is Jesus so that's why we've been treated so nicely.
We made it onto paved unscathed but with storms chasing us. We stopped for lunch and down came the rain. What timing! We began the paved portion of the ride and within minutes were caught in a monsoon. The rain drops must have been 8oz patties. It hurt when they hit you. And they also turned all the forehead sunscreen into iris sunscreen.
We eventually made it into Elephant Butte State Park. Home of the best tentsites ever. They had built these three-walled shelters that protected you from the wnid and rain. We fell asleep to super loud thunderstorms and showers. It was quite peaceful.
Dips and dives
View from the campsite
Geoff caught a lightning bolt