96 miles, 807 feet climbed
Today was a fast day, the first half downhill the second uphill, though less steeply so than the downhill. Some felt aided by a tailwind but it felt more like a crosswind to me. Almost all of it was on I-40. I’ve now concluded that Arizona’s Interstates have even more tire debris than California’s something I thought impossible. Plenty of flats to go around.
My first flat in a couple of days came just outside of Winslow, from a small wire I picked up along the way. That put me on wire patrol whenever we’re on the interstate. I found two in my rear tire after the ride. Thankfully they hadn’t worked into the tube.