Wow. I just spent 6 days and 5 nights with 4 bikes and 3 co-workers in 2 crappy motel rooms on 1 grand adventure. It's gonna take a while to settle the brain and weed through the 263 images/videos before I can post any coherent babble.
Let's just say I am happy to be home. This was the first extended trip I've taken where Sylvia was old enough to miss me AND express it over the phone. Having your almost 3-year-old daughter say quietly, "Daddy, I miss you" will rend even the toughest of hearts. I was ecstatic to be rolling homeward from the light rail on my Big Dummy last night at 11pm. I was cold, too -- it was nearly 30 degrees colder than when we left sunny Denver.
More from me later. I have plenty to do for now, like remembering how to get to work in the morning.