Day 8: Leakey to Fredericksburg

Wow!  What a day.  85 miles, basically flat (with the standard Hill Country rollers) down the Guadalupe River, through Kerrville, and north to Fredericksburg pushed by a gentle tailwind.

Folks are tired from eight straight days of riding (and according to Jerry “gettin’ a little cranky”), but today was the prettiest so far and left us for tomorrow’s rest day in a nice little German-ancestry resort town full of limestone-masonry buildings, boutique shops, and Admiral Nimitz’s birthplace (hence also the Museum of the Pacific War).

Boots along the fence posts at “Boot Hill Farm”

The tough life of the fastest rider on the ride: Rich takes a nap along the road (waiting for the rest of us to catch up).