BikerZ picked me up and we had a great conversation on the way down the coast. LOVE her zippy little convertible!!
The ride was great, although I could have lived without the mist. Made for some cold fingers and slippery brake levers. I had to ditch my sunglasses because they don't come equipped with windshield wipers. The route was fun and the company was fantastic!
Our leader, Danger-Boy, was quite the fast fellow! He zoomed past me a few times... at least I think that's what that blur was. Ah, yes, the breaking of the law incident.We rode past the red "Danger" tape and, after walking part of the hill behind it, I decided to mount up and ride. It wasn't bad at all, until I crested the top and saw everyone else coming back up!!!! Climbing the backside of that hill again was not what my legs wanted. Apparently, Jim (Danger-Boy) made it past the cops at the bottom of the hill, which alerted them that more were on the way. The rest of the group got turned back because a WWII land mine had washed ashore. Sheesh! What did they think we were going to do? Clip out and slog through the sand in our cleats to play soccer with it? Just let us ride through!!! (Rant over.)
Loved AG's GO TE!! chalk sign, which we all missed the first time. She and I were the last ones past that point on the way out (because I'm pokier than Jo OR Snap) and I didn't see it. Lisa made me turn around and come back to see it. I'm glad she did!!
I finished the whole ride, of which I was inordinately proud! There were a few moments I wanted to quit. LeeBob was quite the gentleman and hung with me at the end when any grade at all was a source of burning in my legs and cussing in my mouth.Thanks to all of you who waited for me at one point or another.
Oh, I almost forgot about the tourist-dodging on the trail through Monterey. I actually yelled at a pedestrian, something I've never done before. I'm not a yeller, by nature. However, we were going down the path, which, I might point out, is bicycle-only, at that point, with a dirt path on the side for pedestrians, and I see a woman with two younger women or girls walking down the middle of the cycling path. They are approaching us (Lisa and someone else were right on my wheel) and not showing any signs of moving out of the way. I finally yelled at her to move to one side or the other and reminded her that this portion of the path is for bikes only. Then they scooted out of the way. I wonder, now, if they even spoke English, given the large number of foreign tourists that visit the area.
We had a wonderful post-ride meal at a great seafood restaurant in Moss Landing. It was so great to see all of you and to get the chance to chat and ride together. I almost forgot to mention that SK was the master of her PortaPrivy, as well.
Thanks, AG, and all you TE folk who made my day a wonderful time! You're the best! Great pics, Z and Amy!!![]()



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We rode past the red "Danger" tape and, after walking part of the hill behind it, I decided to mount up and ride. It wasn't bad at all, until I crested the top and saw everyone else coming back up!!!! Climbing the backside of that hill again was not what my legs wanted. Apparently, Jim (Danger-Boy) made it past the cops at the bottom of the hill, which alerted them that more were on the way. The rest of the group got turned back because a WWII land mine had washed ashore. Sheesh! What did they think we were going to do? Clip out and slog through the sand in our cleats to play soccer with it? Just let us ride through!!! (Rant over.)
... the shwag bags at the Knoxville DC might contain water bottles Ã* la AG.
