The weather has been as great as advertised. I didn’t ride far, only 34 miles, but it was up ALL day, killed me. Again, maybe 10 cars, and a few trucks, all day.
I’ve been to Anza Borrego Springs desert 4 or 5 times. I finally witnessed a Big Horn Sheep walking through the campground. I hiked up Palm Canyon, an oasis in desert where a spring sustains palm trees & wildlife. Anza Borrego the town has this great 60’s feel, especially Carlees Steak House. There are lots of jeeps here, (tearing up the desert).
I brought another cyclist I met at Manchester Beach to Stinson Beach. We partied all the way, too much fun. We stopped at one beach and the perfect California lifeguard was there.
I finally made it back to Russ and Jill’s place in Tomales, to drop off my car. My first night, there was another football game with the crowning of the Homecoming queen. Of course I got a photo with last years queen and other Tomales High Celebrities.
Russ always talks about how lucky he is to have a steady stream of spring water, especially in drought ridden California. Russ may have stopped milking cows years ago, but if you live on a farm, there’s still farm work. I wasn’t much help because the doctor said I could only lift 20 lbs. The yearly task is to scrap out the built up muck, out of the spring water box. I tried my best to help Isabella lift out the heavy buckets.
Russ drove me to San Francisco and dropped me off. I was so excited and somewhat apprehensive to be on the bike again. I thought Sunday traffic would be somewhat quiet, wrong. Highway 1 was lined with Pumpkin patches and corn mazes. I booked 2 nights at the Pigeon Point Lighthouse Hostel. I took a day and rode to Ana Nuevo Reserve, where as kids we camped out with HUGE bonfires, illegal now. The beaches were covered with seals and I saw probably 150 Pelicans too, super cool.
I contacted an old high school friend in Santa Cruz, I gave it 50/50. He called back! and we met for lunch and a couple beers. He’s quiet the craftsman, he made the beer taps at the SANTE ADAIR BREWERY. Part of my farewell America tour is to visit my old schools, the house I grew up in and the downtown area. As kids we had only one store downtown that was 2 stories. My brother and I use to bike downtown just to ride the elevator up one level. I stopped by the library too, where my first & favorite bike was stolen from. It was great to see the new bike facilities. Known as Silicon Valley, it’s home to the most famous tech companies: Apple, HP, Google, Facebook, Netflix and many many others. The Apple campus was HUGE.
I take the bus out of Santa Cruz to Watsonville, to avoid all the cars and traffic. I ride past acres and acres of strawberry’s (strawberry fields forever). I ride to Monterey and stop for a beer at the American Legion building, it’s Thursday night football- cheap beers and free burrito bar, killing it. It’s dark & straight up to the campground, I opt for sleeping behind the building.
Sorry to my Facebook friends for using some photos twice, (but they’re good!).
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NEXT: Big Sur, Sneaking around the Slide, Morro Bay! and San Luis Obispo
The injury is healing fine ( though somewhat painfully). I’m taking a week to get to San Francisco and hopefully heal more before biking again. First heading to Bend Oregon for 4 days. But first brunch at Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood. It’s snowing and my car won’t make it up the hill. I must park and take the bus up.
I started riding on Highway 1 and just 10 miles from Fort Bragg I was run off the road
twice. If your thinking of trying bike touring? “ALWAYS” use a mirror they’re lifesavers. I stayed at Mackerricher State Park, quail visitors for breakfast and whale skeletons. There is a 3 mile bike path to Fort Bragg. A great little town, organic breakfast, fun shops, good cards and a super rock shop. I got my shredded shirt repaired by Sew & Sew, which was just bought by 3 lovely ladies a week ago, so I suggested it should now be Sew & Sew & Sew.