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| San Francisco |
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| Fuel |
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| Train I frequently fell off. |
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| Spectacular Views |
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| Lighthouse & Frenchie |
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| My personal draft back up to the cycling train. |
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| Falling Rocks tunnel |
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| Morro Bay |
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| Lots of Seals |
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| Old Bridge - Big Sur |
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| One amazing stretch of road near San Luis Obispo |
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| Cycling heaven. |
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| Santa Barbara - no more cycling please! |
Some day when I am very old and ride my bike much slower I will remember this trip for: The laughing. The sign language I learned for hunting. The day I fell off the train and barely had time to think about crying or having a pity party before my own personal car showed up a-la-Tour-de-France style to pace me back to the pack. Learning that in France when you learn English you are taught about "What is Brian doing?" But mostly I will remember that life will always be great if you have good (adventuresome) friends to share it with, and for that I am grateful.
Next adventure is a sprint tri I will be racing this Sunday...
