Just call me Cook-e

Soaking wet from head to toe. The waitress asked us to go into the bathroom to dry off because we were dripping all over the table. I partially disrobed in the restroom, washed my feet and socks in the sink and dried my hair on the paper towels as best as I could. We looked like something the cat would have dragged in.

Wednesday, September 16th

Oh what a difference a day makes. We woke to ominous clouds and discovered just 3 miles out of camp that rain gear was going to be a must. As beautiful as yesterday was, today was at the opposite end of the spectrum. It rained for almost 50 miles, and not just a sprinkling rain. At times I just had to laugh at how we must have looked riding up the hills in a pouring rain. Just another day on the bike.

One of our duties on the tour is to cook dinner for the group. And knowing that my motto is, "just do it" I signed up for the second night. We happen to be camping just up the street from a local fish market, so at the last minute, my co-cook and I decided to serve fresh tuna and salmon. The two fish were accompanied with roasted potatoes and toasted french bread. Dinner was a great success and we even had left overs for breakfast.

I'm having such a great time on this second half of the ride. My next challenge is to uncover a way to do this type of adventure on a more regular basis, say perhaps annually.