Gray Skies, Bright Spirits

Faro, Portugal · 2026-10-03

Today in Faro the sky was heavy with gray clouds while the air felt sticky at twenty-five degrees, so I spent the morning convincing three riders to eat and massage out their stiff backs before we climbed the high vantage points where everyone suddenly decided to show off those braids and sunglasses despite the gloom. I took this photo of a smiling teammate posing with arms raised because sometimes the mood lifts you up just as much as the hills do, even when the forecast insists on misery. Let's just say I'll be watching the weather less and the food orders more tomorrow.

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