After a day of rest, Tim and I prepared for a day of pretty heavy climbing. We had our 2nd breakfast of donuts in a tourist trap spot on the map and took off.
Instead of taking a shorter day of riding, we decided to take the 2000 ft climb all in one day. Once we turned on Hwy 1 we knew that we would be on this road almost all the way into San Francisco.
We dominated both the 2000 ft and subsequent 500 ft hills and found our way back to the coast.
Unfortunately we didn't have any cash for the first campsite that was also a rustic site, so there was no guarantee of water so we had to keep going. This means that the 45 mile day we had originally planned on turned into a 90 mile day. Even after all that riding, we still decided it would be crucial to get some beers to accompany our dinner.
The next day we left Humboldt County and passed into Mendocino County. I watched an ABC News special report about California's legal Marijuana industry, and the sheriff of Mendocino county conjectured that about 60% of the county's economy came from the Marijuana industry.
There was a delightful mix of dirty hippies/anarchists, bourgeois tourists, and aging new agers.
We got our overpriced lunch at a crunchy little grocery store, and spent a good bit of time lounging on the beach soaking the sun.
What did I tell you?
That night we camped just outside of Point Arena and took a walk down to the beach to watch the sunset.
That night we met Terry and Will, a pair of middle aged guys doing a reunion tour. After graduating college they biked from Santa Cruz to San Diego, and are now finishing the ride. I just hope that Tim and I don't wait until we have wives and kids to finish the rest of the coast. They were thrilled to see us since we passed them a day before on the massive climb to the coast, and they were happy to catch up to us.
"Tim... our setting sun is China's rising sun"
A flock of geese looking for their camp for the night.
Tim got a chubby for the grass fed cows.
After a day of rest, Tim and I prepared for a day of pretty heavy climbing. We had our 2nd breakfast of donuts in a tourist trap spot on the map and took off.
Instead of taking a shorter day of riding, we decided to take the 2000 ft climb all in one day. Once we turned on Hwy 1 we knew that we would be on this road almost all the way into San Francisco.
We dominated both the 2000 ft and subsequent 500 ft hills and found our way back to the coast.
Unfortunately we didn't have any cash for the first campsite that was also a rustic site, so there was no guarantee of water so we had to keep going. This means that the 45 mile day we had originally planned on turned into a 90 mile day. Even after all that riding, we still decided it would be crucial to get some beers to accompany our dinner.
The next day we left Humboldt County and passed into Mendocino County. I watched an ABC News special report about California's legal Marijuana industry, and the sheriff of Mendocino county conjectured that about 60% of the county's economy came from the Marijuana industry.
There was a delightful mix of dirty hippies/anarchists, bourgeois tourists, and aging new agers. 
We got our overpriced lunch at a crunchy little grocery store, and spent a good bit of time lounging on the beach soaking the sun.
What did I tell you?
That night we camped just outside of Point Arena and took a walk down to the beach to watch the sunset.
That night we met Terry and Will, a pair of middle aged guys doing a reunion tour. After graduating college they biked from Santa Cruz to San Diego, and are now finishing the ride. I just hope that Tim and I don't wait until we have wives and kids to finish the rest of the coast. They were thrilled to see us since we passed them a day before on the massive climb to the coast, and they were happy to catch up to us.
"Tim... our setting sun is China's rising sun"
A flock of geese looking for their camp for the night.
Tim got a chubby for the grass fed cows.
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