A little after 3:30 I wearily return home to a hero's welcome. (The hero's welcome was along the lines of, "Hurry up and get in, it's freezing out there and you're letting the cold in!"

You'll notice the lack of pictures after Benton. It was just too cold to stop and unglove. Every time I took a glove off, my hands got cold, and the insulating properties of my gloves kept the cold in as well as they had previously kept the heat in. The bank thermometer was only showing 28 degrees as I came into town. So much for warming up.

And if you read the first post, you'll know that the 12 rides of 200 kilometers or more have to be 12 consecutive months. That means next month we'll do it again. Yea!