Mike & I make a pretty good team. He's the mechanic/maintenance man (duct tape ever on the ready!); I'm the navigator/planner. He hunts & gathers for essentials like ice cream & beer; I figure out how far we've gone & where we're headed the next day. It works.
We like to ride at our own pace with Mike out front. I can almost keep up on the flats, but he loses me on the hills. We enjoy the time riding alone - it's very freeing & allows our minds to wander. We're both happy with our decision to ride solo instead of tandem.
Mike is great about waiting for me & making sure I'm okay. I think he's a little surprised at how well I'm doing. Frankly, so am I! Of course, I'm carrying a lot less weight than Mike: he has about 10 lbs. more than me & his bike is much heavier. Who ever heard of riding a mountain bike down the coast!?
I am carrying 2 things that Mike isn't: a nose shield that attaches to my glasses & protects my nose from the sun. Mike thinks it makes me look like a duck but at least my nose won't fall off. The second is one of those kiddy flags that attaches to my bike & hopefully makes me more visible to drivers. Again, it's not something Mike wants on his bike. I like what the fellow at the Santa Cruz Bike Shop said: safety first. I added a little Canadian flag to it (I'm Canadian, for those of you who don't know). Now everyone thinks we've cycled from Canada!
More later from Pismo Beach.
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