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Jack and Carol Osborne Sunday morning before the ride.
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The luggage awaiting the Suburban ride over to the villa.
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Steph contemplating her perch for the next few days.
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A short stop along the road where we hooked up with Gary in the support van and the girls in the Suburban. The non-riding girls power-shopped their way through central Mexico while we rode.
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Mark Force, Gary Thompson and Ed Thompson. Gary again provided invaluable logistic support for the event, to say nothing of the two days he worked with Joe to get the bikes across the border and the three days it took to drive down to San Miguel.
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Mission church along a canal we spotted on the ride.
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View of the agricultural valley we were riding through.
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Malcolm leading us out across the "dry" lake bed. We were on our way to lunch, so we were all ready to rocket across this lake bed and eat. Our first clue was when Ed started jumping up and down and the entire area started moving up and down like a giant water bed. The second clue was when the lead group got quite a ways out and Norris noticed a boat. Floating.
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The two-up couples didn't make it very far before we started to break through the crust and sink down to the axles in sticky, slimy mud. Joe encouraged us to turn back and take a road around the lake. We thought this was a capital idea. Here's a shot of the girls walking back.
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