update ... our annual camping trip turned out to be the hottest week of the year, temps in the 90s for 6 days straight. we didn't ride nearly as much as we had in the past. hardly at all in fact. I'm just shaking my head at all the time, effort and money spent on the bikes & racks etc. I probably could have done nothing at all and we might have been just fine. Why do I feel so compelled to have everything so perfect all the time?