From there we had a looooong climb up to Eagle Ridge (or something similarly named...).
Neither Color nor Zini thought this climb was particularly entertaining and sulked most of
the way up. So we made manly Don go in front (again). We stopped often in the shade to
let them puff (and eat the three blades of grass they could find), we waited by the RM-provided
(thanks Alex!) water trough and watched the first three front-runner 50s come through - the
first didn't stop at the water trough, while the next two did.