Wednesday, October 1, 2008

in Morro Bay



Friday, September 26, 2008

Morro Bay and its rock.

BF: We won't do any biking today.
Me: Get out of town! Did I hear right? Are you ill?




Today in Morro Bay, it was sunny and warm. In the afternoon, we went to Cuesta College to sign in for the Lighthouse Century tour.



About Pismo Beach where we stayed the night before:

Me: I like Pismo Beach!
BF: Too many guys in wetsuits probably named Brad.
Me: Hmm, let's see, I wonder why I like Pismo Beach.

Zaca Foxen Canyon



Wednesday, September 24, 2008

BF: Wake up Missy, time for another 60 mile training ride! You know you don't get enough of it.
Me: You got that right, Mister. I know I don't get enough of it. [oh oh, I'm in trouble now ... maybe he'll fire me as his girlfriend and then I can go back to sleep.]
BF: Get your tushy out of bed and haul it out the door, Missy.
Me: He's so romantic, isn't he.

We passed through Los Olivos, Lompoc, Buellton, and other little towns in the Santa Ynez Valley. We stopped at Firestone Winery.








I bought figs at the Solvang Farmers market and we stopped for coffee at the Bulldog Cafe.



Thursday, September 25, 2008.

50 mile Santa Maria Loop. No photos to share from this ride. Interesting day. We met a cyclist from the Toyota United team at a Starbucks in Santa Maria. We also came across a bunch of cyclists doing a benefit ride for arthritis. Later in the day, while taking a break, both of my tires flatted. The electrical tape didn't hold up in the heat.

We said goodbye to Solvang and made our way to Pismo Beach. I bought rim tape from a bike shop in Grover Beach and the BF kindly fixed my tires. Tomorrow, we make our way towards Morro Bay.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Foxen Canyon Ride



Tuesday, September 23, 2008.

BF: Wake up Missy, time to do another 60 mile ride, this time with hills!
Me: Must we?


The BF dragged me kicking and screaming out the door and it’s only day 2 of biking. He’s always so gung ho to set off and ride whereas I view sleeping as major exercise. We saw a few cyclists but mostly we were alone in the bucolic countryside amidst wineries and you guessed it, canyons that involved climbing and some nice descents.






Many of the vineyards looked like this. Lovely patterns, yes.











Yes, it's as steep as it looks.









Later we discovered the Bulldog Café, a coffee house in Solvang that has pictures of the various pro cycling teams hanging on its walls.