The Big Idea

Folly by definition is a foolish action or idea, the word absurdity and phrase "lack of sense" seem to continually arise. But what would life be like without these follies? Why not embrace these ideas and get a little nutty! This is my journal for those adventures, and along the way I hope to meet new people, take the path less traveled, have some fun, and spread the story of this sustainable journey we call life! Here you’ll find short anecdotes about my life, links to enlightenment, and opinions on how to have fun! I would love to hear about your folly, so feel free to e-mail me, I might just post them, and thanks for visiting!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Day 18 June 11th

Day 18 June 11th

Stats: 41.70 Miles, 4:05 Hours, 10.1 MPH Average, 37.7 MPH Top Speed, High 70’s and sunny, things are warming up!!

1000 miles so far!! There it is on the odometer!

Today was an easy day, only 40 miles to go, so we woke up, headed into Bodega Bay, stopped at a little coffee shop and played on the computer. We even met old man bike who had spent the last 20 some odd years on a bike. We were lucky enough to squeeze as much wisdom out of him as we could before we headed down to the store where we bought breakfast and relaxed on the beach until almost noon. We had plenty of time to ride so we decided to take the morning easy.

Finally we climbed onto our bikes and started our ride for the day which took up inland for the first time. About 5 miles off the coast temperatures soar and we got hit with our first wave of heat. So we rode slowly, and took lots of breaks. We laid around in the grass reading the guide book, we ate lunch on a small bay, we stopped for ice cream, and we even stopped to talk with some Austrians who were doing the same tour as us but about twice as fast, although they needed help deciding where to camp for the night, I of course pointed them towards the campsite with showers!

All in all, it took us about 12 hours to make our 40 mile journey, and we loved every minute of it. 40 miles would be a perfect day for anyone out there that thinks they might try a tour, it’s not too long, but you’re still going far enough. By the end of the day we reached Samuel P Taylor State Park which has a ton of history, and ran into Jessie and Arden for the second night in a row at the hiker biker camp sites. We relaxed and ate, talked with our new friends, who were incidentally from Denver, and were even treated to a jazz song from the two homeless men living in the hiker biker sites. The day was great, short, warm, and full of stops!!

Oh ya here is Molly with her dirty shorts on inside out, she must have needed to air them out!

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