SAUER: Sonoran Ultra Endurance Ride - Day 2 - Border Riding and the Patagonia Mountains
Night sauntered by cold and thorough. I nestled into my quilt and let it take me into deep sleep. When the first strands of light hit the horizon, I opened by eyes and felt truly rested after this quarter's teaching. The outside of my X-mid was frosted over. I stretched deep knowing I was dead last and unlikely to catch or see another racer the rest of the ride. This released me of any impetus to move quickly as I embraced whatever speed I wanted. Finally, more sun crept up, and I stirred into the icy world outside. The rain and snow of yesterday left a morning of frozen dew across the mesquite and bunchgrass landscape. I packed up with numb fingers, quickly stuffing everything away, and then wandered back into the common house of Sleeping Dog Ranch to roast my body's core in the woodstove-heat while I made breakfast. I greeted all the morning crowd who asked me dozens of questions about the route, the race, and where I was heading today. I stuffed some granola in my mouth while filling my water reservoirs and answering them all. Then, I was back outside and pulling out into the dawn now washed over the grasslands…
