This is the first year I didn’t captain a team, which in many ways was nice. Fewer logistics for me to manage, but it also meant embracing the uncertainty of scheduling. Lisa was kind enough to give us a lift up to Red Feather Lakes in the early morning and from there we descended down to Fort Collins for a swing by Jenn & I’s place for lunch. Criss crossing the dirt roads of north eastern Colorado, we had pizza in Eaton, tacos at the Mangin’s and cup-o-noodle with a well needed shower and nap at Chez Turek before crawling into Louisville for breakfast.
