Casa Grande to Tucson. Rest day tomorrow. We fought a head wind most of the day and what looked like an easier course on paper turned out to be a challenging day. We passed by Picacho which is featured in some of the pictures below. It means “peak” in Spanish. A Civil War skirmish actually happened there in 1862 believe it or not. We rode the last 20 miles on a bike path through Tucson to arrive at our hotel. I did a weeks worth of stinky bike clothes tonight. P U!
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