Sandstone, MN

Long and Hot. 110 miles, high of 90. Pretty flat though so no big deal. Riding next to Physnick, he hit a rock and took a graceful fall. Nasty calf puncture from his ring, but he toughed it out for the rest of the ride with some one legged pedaling in there. First 'camping' day on the land of the director of Habitat of the area. He grilled out for us and we enjoyed a bonfire as a big group. Sleeping was rough. I slept on the porch. Two options: cover up and sweat mad, get crazy bug bites. I did a combination with little sleeping. I did stay dry though. Lots stayed in tents and woke up swimming in the thunderstorm. Always good times.