Monday morning was shrouded in a thick fog as riders gathered to start the day. The day off was timely, since everyone is tired. We wished we could have just one more day to rest our bones, and minds, but it seems that one way was plenty for some. Like Cole Deister. Cole is the flag man in the mornings and the funny guy showed up with the green flag tied to a scythe. He was decked out in a grim reaper outfit and, since his job is driver of the sweep bus, he's had a name change to accommodate the duds. Cole is now the Grim Sweeper. Several riders shunned him entirely, which is what those with perfect scores do naturally since a ride on the bus means sure death to their dream of winning the Cannonball. There are still 21 riders who have made every one of the 2,026 miles.
After a good laugh at Coles costume, 71 riders disappeared into the fog and made their way towards Colorado. By midday the temperatures were in the 90s and we were scrambling for sunblock and hydration. terrain included a climb in elevation that was so gradual the machines didn't notice at all. Tuesday, however, will not be so subtle. Riders in Class ll will particularly feel the burn as we face the dreaded but beautiful Wolf Creek Pass. At 10,856-feet, Wolf Creek Pass is the challenge of day 10, with afternoon showers predicted as we roll into Denver Harley-Davidson.
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