75 km, to Baca and back. Sorry, no pics again. Had lunch with friends, to celebrate Yet Another Glorious Day. On the way back, riding across the city, I was so close behind a major collision that I rode through the debris trail while it was still moving, and got only one flat. One of the officers on duty was very impressed that I had everything I needed to get myself back on the road. It wasn't until much later that I thought about just how close it was. And I have a stiff neck.
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