Free at last to go on a bike ride. Off to Fremont Peak in San Juan Bautista. We had 20+ riders on the club ride, including Tom and Carole! Good weather, too.
What's not to like about this ride! Oh, I know, it's a 10 mile climb. How fun! Said no out of shape cyclist ever.
I rode and chatted with Tom and Carole for awhile. They turned around at mile 5 leaving me to climb alone. I was smack in the middle of the riding posse. I surprised myself by getting to the top with little whine. My back ached a bit but I kept pedaling away. A steady 5 mph for most of the climb, dipping down to 3.5 mph in the steepest bits. Not going to win any medals but who cares.
At the top, I met, wait wait for it, a woman. She was amazed that we rode up. She asked my age. I said 12. Then I told her I was one of the younger ones and that just blew her away. I flew down the mountain to warm up and a good chunk required no pedaling. That was fun.
We went through town to go to Aromas but I lost interest. The wind kicked up and I found myself more interested in visiting San Juan Bautista Mission (and location for Hitchcock's Vertigo).
I said farewell to Donny and Joan as they continued on the ride. I slept poorly the night before and found myself struggling to stay awake driving home. 22 miles and 3822 feet of climbing. Happy.
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