Penny and I did the Foxy's 50K. I don't think I'll do it next year, not unless I have someone to ride with. We got a late start (that is life with a baby, plus it took forever to find a place to park -- I nearly gave up and went home) so we really rode alone for most of the ride out, and then the trailer got a flat tire at the rest stop so we were really the last ones out. (The Davis Bike Club is awesome, though: one person fixed our flat while another found some goldfish and pretzels to entertain Penny, who was not amused by the delay.)

We made it because we had to (I don't think sag wagons have carseats, and my husband was riding the century -- when we got the flat I was mentally running through people I knew with both bike racks and infant seats who could come pick us up in a pinch). It was my longest ride pulling the trailer, and her longest stretch in the trailer, and it was pretty tedious by the end. It's not a very interesting ride and she cries if I go over about 15.5 miles an hour, so it took forever.

But she had a great time, both during the ride and afterwards. Bikes! Bikes everywhere! The child has a thing for rear derailleurs -- she thinks they are fascinating. I had to constantly stop her from mauling strange bikes.