I woke up early this morning after having the most vivid dream last night. I dreamed that I pedaled south out of Steinbeck country and into condor country via this amazing dirt road with a bunch of friends (Big Mike, the Caletti's, Bad Brad, MT, Traugott, Sophie, Brian, Dain, Todd I, Highlander, Grey Hound and BJM). It was weird, there was an abundance of these small croissants filled with nutella and cream cheese that seemed to go down rather easily. Then there was this unusual south wind that pushed us north for a while. At one point there was this women (who was easy on the eyes) driving a Prius asking me if I needed anything?