Made it!

Whew! Last night I arrived at Dale's place in Littleton (part of the Denver metro area) around 6pm after riding 99.7 miles. So I still have never done a century in my life, and I continue to have great respect for people who do them. I was really blown.

I'll post photos later, but for now I'll summarize yesterday as: rain, hills, nice weather, hills, pasta, nice weather, hills, tailwind, rain, hills, rain, nice weather, hills, rain, scary thunderstorm, heavy rain, getting lost in Dale's neighborhood, then saw the "/." sticker on a minivan and I knew I had arrived. Hole lee cow! I can hardly believe I'm finally here.