Another beautiful hot day on the bike. After a botched morning prep (now wake up for sat. is pushed back 30 min, yay) we headed over to Jake and Andrew’s Uncle’s house for some b-fast chow. The cozy little Yakima houses are actually pretty sweet. With bellies full of pancakes and eggs provided by the McCaffrey boys’ uncle we hit the road en route to Richland, which turned out to be a little over 85 miles away. Most of the scenery today was straight out of the southwest…didn’t know this but the eastern side of Washington is nearly desert climate because all of the precipitation from the west gets blocked by the cascade mountains (thanks dad). So we were gazing at cool rock formations and burnt reddish grasslands as we cruised up and down hills. Rode most of the day with Geren, Jay, and Snyder—the stud cyclists of the team—so we were moving at a pretty rockin pace.
After some delicious crew chief lunch (peanut butter, mayo, mustard, chips, meat and cheese on a tortilla is tastier than it sounds) on the road at the 50 mile mark (where we were parked next to some horses that were too cool to eat banana) we rode on into Richland and lodged up at a local community center—a beautiful building with the Columbia river flowing right behind it. Before showering up a few of the guys got back on the bike for one of our classicly staged “ride ins” for the media, but at least the reported was cute. Dinner was provided by some kind Richland locals here at lodging…we feasted on salad and fried chicken while the seagulls watch on eagerly, which ignited Sollner’s strange fear of birds.
The rest of the night was free…a few guys went out but I stayed to tie up some of my many loose ends…
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