The next day we rode a little loop route north of Misso, generated, I think, by Garmin's route auto-generator. A short one, about 50km, since we had to head home in the evening. By the way, the campsite was quite cute, with little lanterns along the paths, a shower, a grill house, and so on. The sleeping cabins, admittedly, were on stilts, and inside everything felt very wobbly, but that was the only major downside. Such cabins are often built without a foundation so as not to have to get all sorts of complicated permits and draw up architectural plans. Without a foundation, the structure is considered temporary, and permits are not needed (or almost not needed). But the host was very polite and tactful, waiting for us well in advance, even though he doesn't live exactly nearby. He spoke Russian with a slight accent. The campsite is called Pullijärve Holiday Park, I recommend it. The area is beautiful, and the price was 17 euros a night per person, very budget-friendly. It's about a four-hour drive from Dpils, three from Riga. Regarding the cabin assignments, we got into an argument. As a (mediocre) "organizer" and a person with poor health, I want some perks for myself, namely sharing a cabin with my friend. But the drivers make a big contribution, too. And we also have to consider that there are girls on the team, and it's preferable for them to sleep separately, otherwise it gets awkward. After a minor shitshow, we flipped a coin, and it went my way. Next time we'll try to talk these things through in advance. Every time on these kinds of outings I try to argue and bicker less, but it turns out so-so.
We covered the 48 km with 300m of elevation gain quickly, because it was mostly on asphalt. I don't really like riding on asphalt much. Lately I've been thinking about this, and decided that it generally stems from my dislike of things that are too slick, boring, and ordinary. Any way you slice it, dirt, sand, grass, and the rest are more diverse and interesting. To make riding easier, I tried to pump up my tires, but it ended badly. The tubeless tire (which has no inner tube inside, like in a car) deflated due to my clumsy actions. And while you can top it up with a regular pump, you can only inflate it from scratch with an air compressor, which we didn't have anywhere within reach. In the end, we just slapped a tube in (thankfully there was one among the whole team) and rolled on.