The Police Were Waiting

After a long, hot day of cycling, the La Junta police were waiting. That sounds a bit ominous. Perhaps I should back up. Pueblo-to-La Junta should have been an easy day. No climbs, just a nice steady 62-miles, mostly gently downhill through high desert ranching country. After two days of hills, everyone looked forward to a chance to […]

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