Only 3 miles in, after the first hill, I saw a line of almost all of our bikes by a bridge. I stopped and walked under the bridge to find our whole team cliff jumping at 8:45 in the morning. Originally, I planned on just hanging out and enjoying the fun since I had sworn off cliff jumping 4 years ago, but eventually peer pressure got to me. After hanging out with sweep in the sun to dry off, I eventually headed onward to the Wyoming state line. 
The views throughout the entire day were gorgeous as we headed through the "little mountains" of Wyoming, which actually weren't so little. Blake and Albrecht skipped swimming , so I didn't catch them until mile 21 at the top of a huge climb. Naturally, I pulled over, turned really loud music on, and danced at the top as they arrived. 'Twas a blast. Then I found a solid lunch spot 10 miles later where there was nothing but views for days. Played guitar with Blake and Albrecht as we awaited any other groups. Watched everyone bomb in from a nice downhill with huge smiles on their faces. Happy days. 
I turned on some bumpin music for the remainder of the trip to host, dropped trailer, took water back to the last groups, played drums on the water cooler waiting for sweep, and ran some errands.
We had the most wonderful dinner, and then went out to run (more) errands. Whilst errand-ing, we missed a text from Jay asking for a milkshake before a certain local shake place closed, so we went back to a grocer to pick up some ice cream and made the most wonderful shakes that ever existed to surprise Jay.
Jay and Dan had very different days from mine, so it was interesting to talk about all the different things that had happened in the day and how many different things our one team experienced. We layed in the parking lot for a long while, eventually started talking about Cannon Beach, and realized that meant it was time for bed.
101 miles tomorrow. Hoping to see some Dalmatians.
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