Day 7 started out with a bittersweet goodbye as we parted ways with our amazing host, Patty. We the. Took off from Republic and started pedaling towards our last pass of Washington, which would prove to be our most challenging pass yet. Getting up wasn't too much trouble, with a little bit of rain, a lot of overcast, and a good amount of heat generated by our muscles as we climbed up to the 5,575 ft "peak". Normally reaching the top of a pass signifies that most of the hard work is over with, as all that is left to do is zoom downhill and try not to crash. This descent however was met with some ice cold rain, strong winds, and some very numb extremities. Getting down that mountain was the hardest thing I've had to do this trip. I saw blue skies ahead of me, and had to keep reminding myself of how much closer I was getting to that and to warmth, in order to get through it. At the end of it, all I could feel was pride. I was so proud of my team members for getting thro...
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