This morning saw 2 massive climbs and 2 great great descents. Lunch in westport was yummy, followed by some meaningful conversation with marie, who runs the store there. Actually, it began the same with gary this morning, who runs the peg house back in leggett. "never don't stop," they say there.
1 mile after chatting with marie, which ended on a note about fate and control, we had a good scare. In a really sharp banked turn, the trailer rolled over, throwing Bruno and all our stuff into the road and about sending us out of control. Gladly everything and everyone is fine, though Bruno was a bit shaken up and he did get a couple small scratches. Okay okay, we were shaken up too. We're glad to be in camp safe and sound. The rest of the ride was quite hilly and now we're pooped. More hills tomorrow!
