The Good -
Emergency measures were enacted to ensure favourable ventilation of our room. Little to no fecal gas was inhaled.
I no longer needed to struggle haplessly down from the top bunk, with practice and a flip and a flitter I dismounted directly into an ill-placed pile of wet gear. Thrice.
After adding an additional washer to the HIVE/E13 POS (and crushing the living fuck out of the ‘leave waffled’ waffle washer) the cranks held.
The Bad -
Forecast called for rain.
The Right Fucked -
It rained.
From start to finish and beyond.

There isn’t much to be said about riding in the rain for 5hrs 11min at altitude.
Except perhaps.
Be prepared.
Not my speciality.
Toughest day on a bike?
Perhaps.

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Subversion victory.
You never know – the leaders might get food poisoning. Then – triumph! (speaking from experience)