We got to lunch rather early in the day in the beautiful town of Craig. Many folks had gone out and gotten an assortment of foods donated for dinner. Then we all headed to a local book/coffee shop. Whilst there, the woman working mentioned that the owner was on his way to meet us. Turns out that the owner is also the mayor, and an avid cyclist. He talked about our route with us and chatted for a while before heading out. It's always really neat when random stuff like this happens in small towns we go to.
When we left, we had been told to go to the newspaper. As we were pulling out, my toe clipped my tire and, again, I fell. Hard. Onto the same knee I previously fell on. Though it was slightly less scary, it was super painful, and we accomplished the feat of first roadside tears. Jay and Sunny sat with me while I sprayed water on my new/old scrape and while I waited to see if my knee would be shot for the rest of the day again.
Luckily, it wasn't too hard to ride on, so Sunny and I ventured on into the rolling hills out of Craig. Went for a little swim. Stopped at a general store that was literally 1 street over from our campsite, and then got ready to camp while trying to defeat a giant swarm of Mosquitos.
A huge storm was blowing in and winds were knocking over our tents left and right. Eventually, the winds died down and we had a fire where s'mores were created and eaten. I soon fell asleep in a hammock (my favorite place to sleep).
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