Breakfast was frustrating again. I knew it was my last opportunity for hard riding before the border race and I obliged myself the whole day. I cruised from stop to stop as fast as I could. I felt great and in peak shape.

Tonight was the first time camping with the Sierras. I took a river bath before eating dinner. John cooked more Salmon and I cooked some rejected pieces on a stick for fun. We all went to bed and it began to rain.