Well, I'm up at my parents in Williams. I took my daily ride (this time without losing a tube) to the other side of town and back. What's really fun is there was a big hill into town, I think I got up to about 30 MPH on the way in (which probably could have gotten me a ticket)... anyways I was flying. The way back was not as fun: I'm glad I've got a triple. It's the first time I've used my granny gear.
On the way back, I took the long way back to the house to get another downhill ride... and was so into it I missed the turn to the house... oh well... it was worth it.
Lessons Learned:
- High altitude isn't really that bad
- Mom and Dad's gravel road sucks hard
- I really need to make friends with someone who's a climb specialist
