My first 100-miler. A beautiful fall drive to the site and a beautiful day.
I had driven over the day before. This scene made me gasp as I poked my head out of the tent in the morning.
Not a huge turnout as centuries go - perhaps two dozen riders.
My home-made bike rack.
The first half of the ride, around Owens Valley, was mostly flat.
A cattle drive passes our lunch stop at 55 miles. Smart riders called it a day here.
The choice - 21 miles back to the start-finish, or another 45 miles and 1,500 feet of climbing to complete the century.
The view of Owens Valley on the way back down the big climb
Late afternoon and nearing the finish