It's 2:30am and we are in the emergency shelter. The park rangers woke every one up with bullhorns and luckily I was sleeping with my bike clothes on. we huddled into a shelter for an hour until the storm passed. (And my tent was still there.) There was a little leakage but we were not hit hard.
At 3:30 we were allowed back. Slept for an hour and woke up and headed out for the hardest day: 85 miles of hills.
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