Tuesday 10/5/05

Woke up feeling seriously wrong. It took over two hours to pack our kit away. Alex had to cajole Mark seriously (Mark had taken to hugging anything soft and trying to go back to sleep). Anyway we had to ride 50 miles to Ordway, still climbing through barren, but now more dusty desert like scenery, still on the 96, hungover to hell and what can I tell you it hurt, and thats about it.
Arrived at the hostel and slept like babies. A day we would prefer to forget (Im never going to drink again, yeah right).