A line of blinking red "rear flashers" line the shoulder of Hwy 30 bouncing rhythmically up and down as far as you can see. Its 3am and I must be running. After dinner, a 2:45 nap, and a hot shower at Mike's (leg 8) house we're back in the van and racing for the leg 19 exchange. Dave's text says they are 15 minutes ahead of projections - no time for a wrong turn. Everybody's got their eyes peeled for land marks as Mike's van got lost here last year. At each exchange we have seen a few runners waiting on their van to arrive and deliver the next runner. The logistics around this event are incredible. The closer each exchange gets to the coast the thicker the van traffic gets and the longer the "honey bucket" line.
Paul is geared up in his Flash t-shirt (I hope he has two...), reflective vest, head lamp, and ready to flash front and rear. In 15 minutes he'll disappear into the long line of bouncing red lights and we'll race him to the next exchange.
There's the exchange and it's packed - double the vans as every Van 2 takes the baton again. Uh oh, we're late! Karen is waiting on us. Like I said, logistics is half the battle!
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