I left French Camp after a great sleep with a good breakfast. French Camp was great.
The day was overcast but dry as we headed out. The road was beautiful again.
There were bald cypress swamps on the side of the road.
On the ride into lunch it began to sprinkle a little and then it stopped. My sore bottom bracket continued to be problematic but, I went on from lunch. I grabbed my raincoat in its little bag and snapped it to one of the seat rails. A mile down the road I put it on for warmth. At mile 53 for me it was raining with a little more strength and the SAG was on the side of the road. Other valiant souls kitted up for rain and went on. Peace out Tres
