The conference included a rigorous morning schedule, but afternoons were less structured and created space for some serious recreational opportunities. In anticipation, I shipped Sylvie down ahead of time. My good buddy and teammate Ric was also in town for the conference, and had a bike, so we escaped Monday afternoon for some coastal exploration.
We headed down the famed 17 Mile Drive towards Carmel, stopping for the occasional photo (and so I could catch my breath- keeping up with Ric is tough work!).
I absolutely love the California Coast. Perfect weather, smooth roads, amazing vistas. An idyllic place to ride bicycles.
Later in the week I changed my slick road tires for knobbies and headed out to do some cyclocross training on some nearby trails I randomly happed upon. I was mesmerized by the scrubby pine forest in the sand, shrouded in that mysterious yet common California coastal mist.
The larger trail system gave way to informal neighborhood trails which ran behind fences, in spaces between homes and across vacant lots. A child's paradise.
I discovered a neighborhood dirt jumping track (although I didn't launch Sylvie off any of these jumps).
I also made friends with a gregarious calico kitty.
Rather, she made friends with Sylvie and me.
|Great crew of energy people loving the sunshine.|
|Otters! (Photo by Ric Cochrane).|
|Wise words from Mr. Thoreau.|