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Day 3: March 7, Huntington Beach to San Elijio State Beach

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Allison, Dan, Rowan and us before the morning blast off

 After a comfy night sleep and this glam shot, we hit the road out of Huntington Beach before 8. We then spent the entire day weaving from beach town to beach town down more of the Southern California coast. We were riding through Laguna Beach when the sight of pastries stopped us dead in our tracks. While Mad guarded the bikes and found us a bench, I went in and spent $16 on pastries. The sugar rush provoked this bit of wisdom from Madeleine:

“Turns out I’m not in that good shape. Rough to find that out this way.” Then, “You know how on weekends we get bagels, and afterwards we always want another? Well now we can just get two bagels.”

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Dropping knowledge while cramming pastries

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Almond butter by the spoonful

 

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All loaded up

We road along a dreamy bike path that boarders the coastline that afforded us many miles of stress-free riding. It also included going through Camp Pendleton, an active military base that was relatively un-noteworthy except for the occasional fully uniformed soldier and this crazy training obstacle course that looked like it would take down any American Gladiator. Unfortunately we didn’t risk taking photos, we thought that might offend the code of visitor’s honor.

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Easy riding

We ended the day after 67 miles at San Elijio State Beach, just north of San Diego. Our hiker/biker camp site cost 1/4 as much as regular sites, we built a toasty fire, ate a hot campstove meal, and enjoyed the sights and sounds of staying on a beach.

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Campsite view

 

 

 

Day 2: March 6, Leo Carillo to Huntington Beach

77 miles with yesterday’s tailwind wasn’t so bad, 77 miles today with a hefty headwind was a little rougher.

We hit the road just before 7 and immediately came upon the hills of Malibu. I’ve decided that when I’m rich and retired, I will devote myself to creating a flat bike path through all of Malibu. Also, apparently Thursday is trash collection day, because for a full 20 mile stretch the bike lane / shoulder was littered… littered with trash cans. So we wound up spending more time than we would have liked with half our bikes in the driving lane. So it goes. The crowning achievement of this stretch was definitely when LA traffic kicked up and we rode faster than the cars.

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Selfies in motion

We look so happy in this picture because we had just stopped for breakfast with Madeleine’s brother and sister in Venice Beach. Breakfast burritos and coffee will do wonders for tired Malibu legs.

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Group shot

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Redondo Boardwalk

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Taking a directions break somewhere inland

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Feels good to be horizontal

At the end of the day we were excited to cruise into Huntington Beach, where friends Dan, Allison and Rowan hosted us for a night of lasagna and a real bed. Thanks a million for having us!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 1: March 5, Goleta to Leo Carillo State Beach

With the best intentions of getting on the road by 6:30 our first day, the homemade coffee was too good to pass up and so we started an hour late. No matter, we were in for a smooth day.

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Our sendoff committee had mixed feelings

For the first 20 miles we rode on familiar roads that we had gotten to know well on our training rides. It seemed anticlimactic, but after passing the Santa Barbara Harbor, we were on new territory. By the 10 mile mark we had made friends with a curious crossing guard, which can only predict positive things for all the streets we’ll have to cross in the next 3 months.

We stopped at the famous surf spot Rincon, in Carpinteria, 30 miles in. We watched this one guy go by and saw him do all kinds of fancy moves, and on his walk back up the beach Mad realized it was pro surfer Mikey DeTemple – which was exciting. Concerned Mother #1 packed us homemade almond butter and plum jam, so we put that to work.

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Lunch of champions

 

We rode through some very pretty and very ugly parts, with some stretches consisting of ocean views spotted with surfers, and others consisting of business parks and seemingly endless telephone towers.

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A brief stint on the 101 wasn’t as bad as predicted

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The PCH

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At least we’re headed in the right direction

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Arrived at campsite

All in all, a great first day. We had a gentle tail wind all day to help us along, and got to camp at Leo Carillo State Beach with enough energy to make a campstove dinner and even throw together a little fire.

77 miles, 0 flats.

 

 

 

 

Last Day ’til Blast Off

What’s a last day consist of? Tying up many loose ends, packing, making sure our bikes are in working order, and having a big family dinner.

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Look, Ma, we’ll be safe!

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Possibly the most important item to pack

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All packed up and ready to go

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Stetson and my new shower flip flops

With 35 lbs. of stuff and a 6:30am launch time, we’re just about ready to go.

 

 

 

 

 

T-Minus 2 Days: 35 lbs. of Stuff

It’s Monday and we’re leaving Wednesday, so at this point we really better have our stuff together.

We practiced packing up all our stuff and loaded it onto our bikes. Somehow we still have room to spare?

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With our equipment weighing in between 30 and 35 lbs. each, including bags, tent, sleeping bags, etc., we’re feeling pretty good about that. Now we have 2 days to figure out what we forgot to pack….