"Where the Hell is Big Rock?"

...I still don't really know, but we rode there a couple weeks ago, and the route was beautiful and almost exclusively gravel. When we arrived in Big Rock, the sun had set and we stopped at a gas station for some tasty Sierra Nevada Pale Ales and tuna salad sandwiches. We then raced all the way home and ended the ride with about 40 miles. Cell phone pics:



Jeff took the Chile Con Crosso on it's maiden voyage that night. Joel on the Vaya and Ross on the Spacehoss.



Stopped at the Gum estate to pick up Gumby, who treated us to a Leinenkugel variety pack that was more than a year old.



Gumby wore a beautiful pair of cycling socks from The Adventure Cycling Association.



Scenic gravel road.



Even more scenery... Horses included!! So beautiful it hurts!