Actually got moving relatively early this morning. I was loaded and out of the campsite by
10AM. I wanted to put some serious
miles on, so that I can make SF and home by Sunday night. I figure that means about 70 mile days.
I am finding that the Sonoma coast is much like, but a
little less picturesque than the Mendocino coast. The coastline is still dramatic, but my impressions of the
surrounding area is mainly: dry.
Going through Sea Ranch, I am first reminded that I am no longer in the Republic of Rust:
I also saw this - which has to be one of the neatest looking chapels ever:
I have been playing tag all day with another cyclist. He is on a mountain bike with a BOB trailer. He passes me on uphills, I pass him on downhills.
Going through Sea Ranch, I am first reminded that I am no longer in the Republic of Rust:
We aren't in Oregon any more... |
The Sea Ranch Chapel |
I have been playing tag all day with another cyclist. He is on a mountain bike with a BOB trailer. He passes me on uphills, I pass him on downhills.
The winds today aren’t as strong as they have been for a
while. I stopped in at Bones in
Gualala for lunch – pretty good. I had 2 pints of stout – I probably should have stopped at one, as my riding was a bit slow for a while.
Riding down the coast, I then went out to Stewart’s point
where I got a soda and stretched out some. While I was there, a group of motorcyclists had slowly gathered and were talking, when up comes a big guy on a big Harley with a Maltese in goggles on the tank. He's of course named Harley:
Harley on his Harley |
All packed up... |
When I next head out I will be leaving a lot of stuff at home, and should have a smaller and lighter setup. So there will be a hiatus of a few days while I get parts and learn how to true a wheel.
Distance: 46 miles
Average speed :10 mph
Top speed: 52 mph - I was going 40, when I hit an even steeper downhill section. Whee!
Top speed: 52 mph - I was going 40, when I hit an even steeper downhill section. Whee!
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