Day 13 - More Panama

Thursday was our last LONG ride of the trip.  We started from the tiny town of San Francisco (hey maybe I'm not far from home after all?) and rode through the countryside from there.

Most of, but not all, the gang

And there were still hills.  Mother f*cking hills.

Yes, that's really a steep hill

Jeff and I got stuck behind this exhaust-belching sugar cane truck at one point.  I think that took 5 years off our lives.

About 4 miles before the end of the ride, I. Was. Over it.  A bit of crankiness and I pushed on through.  Then we were back in the stinky bus again and on our way to Panama City, our final stop!

Ride map and profile