Pretty typical. Get up, eat, hang out and watch guys ride way too fast, eat some more, go back to town.

Nice sunset though.

These racers are such primadonnas, they gotta wear gloves to eat chicken.

I’m just kidding. We hung out overnight in the canyon this night, and it got killer cold out. Luckily we had lots of beer to keep us company. Here’s how we really felt about it.