Awoke to the bloody Sangres and headed out for a whoopin’. 8500ft elevation taxed me more than I figured, but still got a good long 45mi in (that felt like 80). Some long grinders here – you can see the road where you’re headed across the valley only to find it’s about 10 miles away. Little demoralizing, but I just kept staring at the mountains to distract me. Such a magnificent place, the Wet Mountain Valley.