Continuing on, there were a few more hills, the worst was Lytton Springs, about 3-5% (one chevron in slinke-speak) Not horrible, but enough to let me know I need to ride more.
I got a sudden craving for a Coke - unusual for me, I rarely drink the stuff. So I stopped at the Dry Creek General Store.
Came across the High Wheeler, he had broken a spoke earlier and chose to walk some of the hillier parts.
More scenery
Tracy, Nancie and I went to a couple of wineries, then had dinner together that evening. They have now witnessed the Lemon Drop in real life. I was so tired, I fell asleep watching Pirates of the Caribbean. Couldn't even stay awake for the delicious Johnny Depp![]()
I had a great time, meeting new/old friends and sharing a beautiful day.
edit: I almost forgot! As I was heading down Dry Creek Rd (I think) I hear from behind: "Amici Veloci my a$$!" And a woman rides up beside me "My friend told me if I saw that jersey I was supposed to say that!" It was a friend of sadiekate's friend Marty! AV shall rule the world!