1400 miles! I rode into Santa Cruz yesterday. As usual it was a beautiful ride. I missed the cool fog! It was perfect. The fog sat just off the coast and the sun shone on me. The wind was at my back and was pushing me towards home.
I rode my final 8,500 foot mountain pass up out of Tahoe. It was a crazy steep climb! I camped my last night at the lovely Silver fork of the American River and swam in the pot holes. I loved it. It was the Sierras at their best. Big granite outcroppings and amazing vistas.
Along the last leg of my bike tour I got to visit friends. The Dillingham's put me up in Placerville. Kevin met me on the American River bike path and biked me into Sacramento. He had cooked me dinner and invited friends to hang out. Then he got up at 5 am to bike with me to the west end of town. It was a gorgeous ride. Then I rode my 1st century! Carrie came and saved me from the scary Vallejo neighborhood and rove me across the bridge (no bikes on the bay bridge). Marc met me at her house.Yay reunited! After that it was a lovely ride into Santa Cruz. John met me in Daveport and rode with me home. I still can't believe I'm back.
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