Nothing is as easy as it seems. A relatively flat day that started out in the 60's turned out to be a scorcher with some challenging winds but the day turned out to be perfect.
First was the riding. With my family waiting at the end I pretended I was in the tour de France for a day and blasted through the 86 mile ride in less than 5 hours. I made it to the house to see the family before noon, a feat that was surprising to most, including myself. This riding style did, unfortunately prevented me from tasting the local Iowa fare, a habit it will not continue the rest of the ride.
That is where the day got better. My family was excited to see me and after a quick shower to wash the filth off I spent some quality time with the wife, kids, mother in law and various other cousins, aunts & uncles.
And then the topper, my first official team dinner with Team Cuisine. Beer battered, deep fried whitefish with baked beans, cole slaw, potato salad and a spectacular tartar sauce. It was so good my finicky son even ate everything.
Over, a very eventful day, the main reason this is a day late, but one surrounded by great family, friends and delicious food.
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