We had a short ride out of Walla Walla today, but not an easy one. Right after Walla Walla, we rode into the Palouse of Eastern Washington. The Palouse is the rolling farm land that extends from Eastern Washington into Western Idaho. Our legs were tired from taking a day off, and not really in riding condition, so it was tough powering up and down the rolling hills. But, it was beautiful. Verdant green wheat fields stretch in every direction as far as the eye can see, and the sun was shining in a clear blue sky. So, it was a little easier to ignore the burning in our quads.
During the final descent out of the rolling hills towards Waitsburg Amanda blew a tube. We thought maybe it was a slow leak, and we could fill it up enough to limp along to the campground five miles away, but another mile down the rode it was flat again. However, the bike gods smiled on us, and the tube went flat in the parking lot of a microbrewery. So, the only logical thing to do was start drinking and hope the tire would fix itself. That didn't work, so we eventually put our beers down and repaired the tube. It was the most fortunate flat a person could have.
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