Given that I have been focusing on my bike this winter, it seemed like a very obvious choice to make this the year that I would head out west for the infamous California coast ride! In keeping with tradition, Hillary, Leslie and I made plans to do this with the minimal gear and help required. Also in keeping with tradition, our logistical planning was minimal – at best. This trip, we actually took that to a new level by relying on Hillary’s 11-year old memories of the last time she did this ride for our planning. The last time Hillary did the ride, she carried a backpack with all her things. She also didn’t know what chamois cream was yet. If that’s not an indicator for things, I’m not sure what is 🙂
I realized as I was boarding my flight to San Francisco, that I really had no clue what I was getting into. But, I was really excited for the change of scenery and let me tell you, it did not disappoint! Riding out of San Francisco (thanks Jordan for leading the way!!!) was super cool. It’s such an iconic city with the skyline and the Golden Gate Bridge, glimpsing it in the distance as you ride out on day 1 just instills a feeling of adventure. It’s super, super cool. We realized quickly though that our stopping points each night were actually, about 10 miles too far each day. That meant not a lot of faffing around for us! Luckily the terrain rolls smoothly and with new sights and sounds to see each day, there weren’t too many low points. We also got particularly lucky with the weather and didn’t hit any crazy rain until the last day. Of course, that was also the day with 3 flats, but, we survived!!
It was an absolute blast to travel down the coast on 2 wheels and get to cross paths with many friends along the way. I’d also like to give a special shoutout to Kellogg’s Poptarts, 5 hour energy, and that $15 mango ginger smoothie I drank in Santa Monica that helped get me all the way to the end 🙂 Here’s some more pictures that help tell the story of the journey: