Wednesday's "recovery ride" turned out to be a leg ripper, so Thursday was devoted to a mellow spin on mountain bikes and sampling some trails my brother helped build.
Friday was for family visits and resting the legs so we can do one final spin on the road before heading to the airport on Saturday afternoon.
One final road ride for this vacation, and one final road ride for the season before flying back to the land of snow—which is expected to be falling in Anchorage by the time I wake up Sunday morning. Time to park the road bike on the trainer and dust off the Pugsley.
I'm not sure I'm quite ready for this, but winter, here I come.