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After 40 miles, I rode into the parking lot at the Boathouses and the sprinklers were on in the grassy area next to it. "Oh, good, sprinklers. I sure am hot," I thought. Even though it was now dark, it was still 90 something and probably close to 100 with the heat index. I tossed my bike in the car, switched to regular shoes and right as I headed over to the spraying water, they turned off.