I'm home again. A long journey home and still jet-lagged. Had a great ride, despite knee issues and not doing every mile as I had intended. At least now I have seen more aspects of the ride, and I was very happy to have the sweep/sag volunteers there when I needed them. It could have been a very long, slow walk to LA! And I didn't do too badly considering the lack of training I had. Did every mile the first three days, then two half days, then every mile on the last day.
I just downloaded my photos from the ride. Didn't take very many for some reason. I was too busy enjoying the view I think. But here are a few of the good ones:
1. mom ready to ride out from Cow Palace on day one, looking a little nervous
2. mom having lunch on day 1, looking and doing great!
3. mom pedalling away on red dress day
4. me conquering the "evil twins" which don't seem too bad at all compared to the hills here in Wales
5. both of us at Solvang (lunch stop day 5) enjoying well earned ice creams