As the descent flattens the pavement begins and there is a tiny shack selling the usual selection of GDR junk food supplies. As I’m waiting here for Matt and Bruce, a woman rolls out of her house on the hill behind the store on her bike. She opens up for me and chats away excitedly. I’m good for food, but I chat, and she wants me to write in her book. I don’t really know what’s going on until I see Jay, Matt and Alex have signed this book too and realise she knows about the Great Divide Route and the Race too. I write something in the book about chasing Alex’s ghost and buy a drink. Matt and Bruce arrive and Sylvia breaks out some chairs and we all chat for a while and she tells us about the other racers ahead. As dusk arrives we carry on to Abiquiu and a slight gradient on pavement road speeds us along. The New Mexican scenery is striking and I haven’t seen this kind of terrain before, which just adds to a really special day.
Abiquiu is tiny and doesn’t offer much, but we just make the store before it closes at 19:30 and get lots of provisions for the road to Cuba that looks hard. I also get a couple of pints of whipping cream at 700 calories a pint; the hard stuff, which I’ve moved onto from the half and half. I eat with Bruce and Matt at a posh hotel that quotes us $290 for the three of us to stay. After dinner Bruce negotiates and gets the three of us into a room for $100 that is clearly worth a lot more. Great work, Bruce!

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