We woke up to a very cold morning. The mountain at our backs meant a later sunrise and less heatup. Fortunately for our aching bones, there was a downhill and tailwind right out of camp. Barely had to use any energy for the first 45 min of the morning. There were a few hills, but mostly cruising into Veyo, home to a cinder cone volcano.
There's much evidence of volcanic geological activity in the area.
One more climb and we flew down to Snow Canyon, the scenic highlight of the day. I couldn't believe my eyes as the picture came into view.
And then through the canyon park bike path.
We rolled into town and saw one of two bike shops that we had tried coordinating bike shipping with. And then we biked another several miles to get to the other bike shop, sustaining a flat along the way. Only to roll into the shop and get told that it was in fact the other shop. Whoops.
Once all that was sorted, we plopped into our hotel and started using the internet and watching TV like the regressives that we are.
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