The skies this morning are wonderful. The air is fresh as well. The cactus here grows huge
Each morning Gabe has a cycling tip for everyone. We all listen like we are going to have a test. Except for JB on the left. I think he is snoozing.
Coming up on this field of poppys I could not help think of our Texas hill country which would be filled the same only with BlueBonnets.
This is Dr.T's father Tom. He doesn't ride anymore, but he loves to come along on these trips and enjoy the companionship of all of us.
The glass of Rose was so pretty I could not resist taking a photo of it.
Everyone was anticipating lunch and just enjoying each other and the lovely day.
In Otranto we will stay our last two days. It is an old walled city. Like many of the cities in Italy.
Years of being established by small tribes, then being over taken by Turks, Greeks, Romans
The history is Facinating. We will ride tomorrow to the bottom of the heel of Italy!
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