Labour Day weekend the weather promises to be perfect. I couldn't stay in so I threw the gear on The Hunq and took off. The wind was from the north east and I headed to the lake. It was an intoxicating afternoon riding 60 pure so miles through the vineyards and orchards reaching their peak. The campground I reached was (surprise) full. No big deal. I just pedaled at random down a road I'd never seen and found a stand of trees behind an old church to keep me for the night.
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