London Bridge

We rode 65 fast miles to Lake Havasu City, about 2/3 of the way on Interstate 40.  We coasted downhill with a bit of a tailwind into summer, a balmy 75 degrees.  Today was the first time in close to a month, I think, that I wore shorts.  And of course, it was a fine day for ice cream.  We had plenty of time to explore the town, which was founded way back in 1964.  I vaguely remember when London Bridge was moved here, but I didn’t realize that the bridge was reconstructed on dry land and then water was diverted from Lake Havasu to flow under it.

Lots of great scenery as we came into Lake Havasu City 

London Bridge, with a few British touches

We had a two mile climb to a very nice rental house.  You don’t take the sunset for granted when you have worked that hard for it.