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| ROUTE: Venice Beach to Newport Beach CA | DISTANCE: The final 50 miles | WINDS: NW 5-10 Quartering tailwinds to finish |
| WEATHER: Sunny and warm...high 78 | TERRAIN: Rolling away from the beach...dead flat along the bike paths | TOTAL CLIMBING: Only 1100 feet |
DAILY REPORT:
Today was the last get up, last luggage load, last SAG stop, the last pedal stroke. It's really hard to see such a great ride come to an end, but all good things end...that's why we plan on other good things to do...like this ride again next year.
We had an early breakfast and then took the time to take a group photo before luggage load. We all donned our ABB jerseys and formed up by the pool to record the riders who were with us on the last day. It didn't take long to snap a couple shots...good thing as everyone was hot to get on the road...it was our last day...let's get to it.
Spirits
were high as we completed morning scurry for the last time. Gerard was his
usual jovial self as the luggage covered him as he and Karen methodically
stacked each bag in its special place. Actually, that's what they'd have you
believe...every bag fit neatly in a row and stacked like brickwork belying the
scrutiny of a construction supervisor. But with such a small group, they pretty
much just stacked them anyway they came in. Nevertheless, all the bags were in
and everyone was on the road before you could shake a stick. My plan was
to get out early before anyone got on the road and position myself to take some
photos of the riders as they came along the beach. That was a good plan,
but because of the activities at departure, everyone was in a wad as they
pedaled out of town and they all came by me at once. One snap and they
were gone...so much for a bunch of nice photos of riders on the beach.
Our
route started out on a beautiful bike path after a couple miles of city
streets. The vans had to find our way through a maze of side streets to get
down to the shoreline to see the riders go by. Last year I was in the van and
every time I'd try to get to the beach, I'd run into a fee parking area or a
dead end a block from the shoreline. Fees were in the neighborhood of $10 just
to get in...I didn't need a photo that badly. But today I was on the bike and I
did find a spot or two where I could see everyone go by and got a shot or two.
The path ran along a deep sandy beach and was not crowded since we were riding
on a Monday and it was early.
The riders meandered along the crooked path for several miles before popping out onto the street in Hermosa Beach. From there it was pretty much urban riding until they reentered a bike path at Seal Beach to Costa Mesa. Some of the narrow streets in Long Beach were much easier to negotiate on a bike than they were with the van...but that's what it's all about...riding a bike.
I
think it really didn't sink in until they were ready to depart the SAG today
that the ride's end was fast approaching. It took awhile for everyone to
finally saddle up and get rolling for the last leg of our great ride down the
coast. I was trying to mingle with the final groups but even late in the
day, they all stopped for one last "lunch on the road" before the final miles to
the motel...I guess they were savoring the last miles.
Everyone finally got in by 3:30 and me and the crew spent the next couple hours packing the vans for the trip back to NH, boxing bikes, and saying our good byes for the final time. It will be strange in the morning. We'll wake up and wonder where everyone is...then it will dawn on us that our summer is over...our routine will be different until next season when we go back on the road for another summer of adventure on our bikes. But now, we'll rest. Not looking forward to the long drive east, but we're planning on driving to Alabama on our way to NH and spend a week to unwind before taking the equipment to the office. We were originally scheduled to lead the fall foliage rides in 5 days, but ABB found someone else to lead the first week (Shane O'Leary and Debbie Tarvin) and the second week cancelled...so we are through for the year.
I hope you enjoyed following us down the coast...we sure enjoyed riding it and sharing our adventures with you. I hope you'll continue to follow our rides next season and our escapades in the future. Better yet, come ride with us yourself. I'll try to wrap up our ride in the FINALE section...but for now, I'll say, "See you next time."
| HEARD DURING THE DAY: "It's really sad...we only have 12 more miles to ride." "We'll definitely be back." "Bike Brain!" "You know, 10 years ago you couldn't get a
group this age to do a ride like this." "This was the hardest ride I've ever done...but it was worth it." |
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SCENES OF THE DAY? |
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![]() I ride all week and don't get wet and you spill your drink in my lap at dinner! Take that!!!!! It's good to see couples get along so well. |
![]() One must look up when one is riding along a street lest one crack his noggin. Or...this is an example of a redneck helmet check. |
![]() Bill's new name is "Book Ends." He had a flat on the first day and had another one on the last day...the first flat and the last flat. Now our ride is complete. |
![]() OK gang, let's check everything...bike, check...gloves, check, helmet, check. |
![]() Bill found this neat rock with a whole in it at the beach. He made a necklace out of it with a piece of string. Jean couldn't believe it didn't end up in her bike bag. |
With the motel in sight, we couldn't avoid that one last climb. That put us over 76,000 feet for the ride. Not bad for a 23 day ride. We had to make up for the 76,000 feet of descent somehow. |
![]() The Three Musketeers ride again. |
![]() We did it!!! |
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