Wednesday, August 19th – Bodega Dunes Campground, CA to San Francisco, CA
I woke up really early, before my alarm – got up at 5:45am to find out that my tent was wet and so was my sleeping bag and my pants. The rain/fog droplets had come in underneath the tent because of setting up on the slope to try and avoid getting lots of sand in/on the tent. Oh well, so I was soaked and so was everything else pretty much. Luckily, even though I’d let my laptop out of the dry bag, it didn’t get wet! Phew, close call though!
I packed up and got things in order within 45 minutes or so and then Dwayne and I took turns holding each other’s bikes while the other sprayed down the wheels and rims to get the sand off. We later discovered it was easier if we laid the bikes down on their sides on the pavement and poured water on the rims to really remove all the sand so it wouldn’t grind in when braking. About two hours after waking up, finally we were ready to roll and get on the bikes.
Dwyane and I rode the entire way practically to San Francisco together – we stopped at Valley Ford at the Hwy 1 Diner where he treated me to a good breakfast of eggs, hash browns, bacon, toast, and hot chocolate. It was yummy and definitely full of calories. We continued on riding passing the other cyclists that all stayed at the campground the night before (4 others were there – a couple and then two cyclists that I rode with from Jenner).
The riding was much better than the previous day – as traffic wasn’t as bad and the roads weren’t quite as bad either. Also, there wasn’t all the fog like there had been the previous days. So the riding was more pleasant, even though we still had quite a few hills and rolling hills which weren’t too bad. I wound up riding back to Dwayne’s house in Larkspur with him (it was right on route) so there I could unpack my tent, sleeping bag, pad, tarp, etc. and dry it all out before packing it up while I stay in San Francisco for a few days resting and checking the city out. So that was really nice, since I was worried about how I’d get it all dried out at a hotel!
After leaving Larkspur, the ride into the city was about another 15-20 miles to go. The weather was pretty crumby with wind, fog, and fog droplets. Just before crossing over the Golden Gate Bridge, I had to climb a few nice hills as well as fight some fierce headwinds – maybe the strongest I’d felt. Luckily, the portion that I had to ride into headwinds wasn’t too long, maybe a mile or two.
I reached the Golden Gate Bridge around 6pm or so and of course got a couple mandatory photos and then crossed it and snapped a few more photos and found myself a nice, long way to get to the hotel – probably not the best way at all. I climbed several pretty steep hills and felt like I must be taking the long route, but I didn’t really know exactly what my best route would/should be. I just followed my GPS and let it guide me. I got to the hotel (Spaulding Hotel) just before 7pm and rolled in with my bike, checked in, and then unpacked and hopped in the tub for a good 20 minute soak. I was pretty grundy, especially after packing up the tent and all in the wet sand this morning. I soaked for a bit and then showered … it was great!
I decided to venture out to Borders to kill some time before Iman flew in on her flight from DC -> Vegas -> San Francisco. I also picked up some take-out chinese food which was decent for what it was and then just hung out at the hotel until she arrived around 11:30 or so. We stayed up late chatting and goofing around and then hit the sack as she had to get to work early in the morning.
07:04 moving time
43.2 max speed
10.7 avg speed
07:04:12 moving time
44.0 max speed
10.9 avg speed
Snake count: 1