On our last morning the sun rose bright and clear. As I packed up the tent for the last time, I kept thinking that " this is the last time". I say this with sadness but also happiness because we are looking forward to seeing our wives, family and friends and getting back to normal. In the school playground where we stayed there was a map of the US. Greg, our leader, drew the blue chalk line showing our route on the map. It reminded us of how far we had come on this our last day of riding.
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