Fiddle and I were out on the trails every day of the week except on ride day.
I spent Saturday pulsing, crewing, and otherwise being useful, and she spent Saturday eating hay in her pen and chatting with folks who wandered through our camp.
|Official greeter of the ride manager camp|
On Wednesday before the ride, we rode the 15-mile orange loop to scout for spots that needed repair work. More about that later.
For now, here's a video.