The first control is Breese. A quick stop for water and a signature on the brevet card and it's time to roll again. This is a welcome stop. We've just spent the last 13 miles riding directly into the wind on extremely flat farmland. There hasn't been so much as a stick to block the wind. The 13 miles were on the Jamestown Road. In fact, I think that when I get done, I'll write a Gordon Lightfoot type ballad with that title "13 Miles On The Jamestown Road". Maybe it'll be a hit.