After more than two weeks in the Bay Area, we are once again on the road. Manna says he feels stronger than ever, I say it took my body four days to adjust back to the saddle.
For a fantastic stay in the Bay, I have Phil, Juliet, Greg, Amanda, Dustin, Rosa, Celina, Josh, Anna, Aaron, Burton, Elliot, Ryan, Spencer, Emily, Adam and family to thank. I slept on their beds, couches and air mattresses and they rode, walked and drove with me around town and treated me to hearty conversation and many, many carbs. Emily showed me sides of town I’d never even thought to see before.
During the two weeks in the Bay, Manna and I also decided that, once in San Diego, we would continue the tour not through Central America, but fly directly down to Bogota, Colombia and continue south from there. After much back and forth regarding weather, safety, and areas we’d like to see most, we bought our tickets and are flying on the 24th of September. We’re aiming for a San Diego arrival on the 18th.
In the mean time, Monterey Bay entertained us with its usual brussel sprouts. North of Santa Cruz, we stopped at Swanton Berry Farm. Not only do they give discounts to cyclists, but explicitly say that these discounts only apply for cyclists who wear helmets.(side note: Kids, I’ve seen a lot of parents out there with no helmets on. If your folks try to take you out on a ride and tell you to put on your helmet and then just dress their own skull with a baseball cap, tell them this makes as much sense as you wearing your seat belt in a car while they strap themselves down with mushy noodles.) Their cash register was also like none other. There was no one present in the bakery/fruit stand an instead there was a pile of money where you would pay yourself on an honor system. For you thieves out there, the larger bills are desposited in a bolted-down metal box so you’re better off stealing their amazing strawberry preserves than their piles of ones and pennies.
Big Sur was as splendid as ever. The blue sky against the jagged cliffs came and went as we sailed above and below the coastal fog.
Southern California is familiar to both of us and filled with the urban sprawl of those seeking eternal sunshine. Looking forward to Colombia!