Saturday, June 21, 2008

Conquered the Mountain, Now Crossing the Desert...

Day Four: We left San Diego late afternoon after having lunch with Walter, that afternoon we started our climb. We missed our first campsite, and it was getting dark. At about 10 in the evening we arrived at the Lake Jennings. As we approached the ranger stopped us, and then said "Well, technically, we're closed now, but you two look like you could use a place to camp." The lake twinkled and glistened under moonlight, and made all the difficult climbing worthwhile.


Watch out for snakes and mountain lions!!!

Dwain, aka, "Duke" was the name of the park ranger who greeted us. A very nice man, who kind of reminded me of Don Knotts. Debbie and I have become pros at setting up tent, even in pitch black darkness. The showers were free and hot. We were exhausted from the uphill ride that day, and quickly drifted off to sleep listening to the sounds of coyotes howling at the moon. We biked a total of 26 miles that day.


Day Five: Happy Birthday to Grantini!!!! Lake Jennings was even more spectacular in the daytime. Today was the big day for our steepest climb. You can see the elevation profile in our last post. We climbed a total of 4,000 feet on this special day, all for our favorite Tutti Fruity.



We stopped in a town called Alpine for lunch and met a nice girl named Jennifer who was doing PR for an organization that raises money to find lost children. We thought she was really sweet and it lifted our spirits to chat with her about our trip.

As we climbed up we started to see signs that read "10 avocados for $2.50," "orange flesh honeydew up ahead," each sign making our mouth water more than the last. We thought it might be a mirage, but the signs led us to Alpine Farms. The farmer, Jack was real friendly and helped us stock up on some healthy produce. We bought grapes, apricots, nectarines, peaches, dates, and string beans. As a parting gift he gave us a jar of bee pollen to help give us the protein and nutrients we need to keep climbing. Everything we bought was so delicious. (what we spent $10 on would have probably cost about $60 at Whole Foods!)


Fruits and Vegetables make people happy!

As we reached the top of the mountain the sun started to go down. We were in Descanso, which means rest in Spanish, which is exactly how we felt when we got there. Maybe it was because the temperature dropped about 15 degrees, but we both felt so relieved to be there. We stopped at the Descanso Market to get ice cream and popsicles and met Robin, who was full of funny stores and interesting facts about the town. The building the market was in is over 80 years old.
She said, "There's something special about this mountain." I guess it used to be part of a Native American trail way back when. She also told us that the high that day had been 105 degrees! and we were biking uphill in the heat of the day!
sunsets make us happy.
We spent that evening at the Pine Valley Inn. The climb had worn us out and we figured it was better to stop now and get an early start than to keep going 15 more miles to the next campsite. There we met Sean & Bill, who made a contribution to our cause. Sean was involved in the local Church and said that he would have the whole congregation pray for us. It felt so comforting to know that people we don't even know are sending us positive energy and love.

As we were leaving Sean handed me a piece of paper with a blessing for us on it.

Day Six: We met a fellow bike touring cyclist; Daniel from Germany. Turned out that our reputation had preceded us. He had heard about us through a couchsurfer that he stayed with, whom we were going to be staying with. A fascinating young man who's biked all over the world. He did a bike trip from Paris to Beijing once on a reclining bike. Here's a link to his blog www.velaia.de .He gave us some good tips, and warned us of the heat in the desert. Too bad we were going in opposite directions otherwise it would have been fun to ride with him for a while. Anyway, best wishes Daniel!!!! Have a safe journey.

We stopped at a town called Jacumba for lunch. For a little town with a population of 400, it certainly had a lot of interesting people.
Pam and her friend were staying at a clothing optional part of town. I really wished we could have gone with them. We could really use some nude sunbathing to get rid of our crazy looking tan lines. Pam made a generous contribution to the cause. Thanks Pam!!!!


A delicious apple pie a la mode we devoured over lunch.
Norman Blackwood, "the town kook" as he described himself, is currently working on a writing western novel, and a children's book. He also used to have a stage show which he performed at the senior home.
Glenda the waitress
Fernando, the chef
Bill, a math teacher with cryptic tatoos.
We still haven't figured out the square root of -1, and the square root of 69..
The way down the mountain was so scary. We had so looked forward to it, until everyone in Jacumba started telling us how dangerous the descent was, especially for bikers. It was the funnest and scariest thing I've ever done in my life. The descent was SO steep, and you have to ride on the highway with all the speeding cars on the edge of the cliff. Luckily, there is a wide bike lane. We raced down for about ten miles with tears rolling down our faces, and our hearts beating like crazy. But we made it! Safe and alive. Thank God.
We stopped in Ocotillo, and Ed let us set up our tents in his RV Park for free. He even let us swim in their pool. We got to bed super early so that we could wake up at 4 to beat the heat. (which is 120 degrees where we are now)
We started riding at 5am.
This is the first sunrise that we've gotten to see and we were riding straight into it. So amazing and gorgeous. Again, all the hard parts are forgotten as we remember why we are doing this again.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Today's ride

Its 10am and we're getting ready for the toughest ride of the whole
trip... Climbing this crazy mountain in the desert. Yesterday we did
that little green peak at the bottom (to lakeside) and it was painful.

Today is Grant's birthday though so we're dedicating this climb to
him. LOVE U GRANT!! Happy Birthday!!!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

We made it to San Diego!!! (and boy are our legs sore!)

Day 1: We were supposed to leave LA at 9am in the morning. But we hung late with our friends the night before, so we woke up late. The morning of our departure we realized our racks didn't fit. Rawn and Deb ran around town and managed to locate some racks. Christiaan, Philip, and Rawn sent us off from Santa Monica Pier at about 9 in the evening (photos in previous post). We rode off into the night, down the empty beach trail all the way to Palos Verdes. My cousin Celia and Ace let us stay with them for our first night. What we didn't know was there was a four mile incline up a crazy hill in pitch black darkness to get to their house in Palos Verdes. (And there were snakes!!) We started to question why the hell we were doing this again. We didn't get to their house until 1am in the morning. Poor planning on our part. But they had a fancy Aveda-product-filled bathroom, which was super nice! Thanks guys!


Day2: The ride downhill was way more fun! What took us an hour to climb, only took ten minutes to descend. We stopped at a grocery store and bought bread, nutella, peanut butter, and string cheese sticks which we ate at a little coffee shop nearby.

Karin: "I love you Debbie"
Debbie: "I love you Karin, last night was crazy!"
Business man passing us: dirty look

We continued our ride down the coast and rode past some breathtaking views of the Southern California coast. We met a nice man on a bike named Greg who showed us how to get out of the Long Beach Harbor and gave us some good bike tips. We stopped for lunch at Sunset Beach and did some yoga. Our string cheese from the morning had melted in our bags so we pretended we were eating fried mozarella sticks. Debbie saw a school of dolphins as we were riding up a crazy hill in Laguna Beach. After a long day of riding we ended up at a camp site in Doheny State Park. Total mileage for the day was 55 miles. The day did not end there. Keep reading below, we met some crazy boys at our campsite....









That evening we set up our tents for the first time and slept in them. We also met a really sweet girl named Carrie who was so brave she biked from LA to San Diego and back all by herself and slept on the ground with no tent. That night we ate the rest of our groceries from that morning. Debbie made a sandwich with melted string cheese, peanut butter, and nutella. We pretended we were having peanut butter chocolate cheesecake. Yum!
We also met a group of college boys who snuck booze onto the campgrounds, and were more than generous with us. They offered us everything they could think of including, documentary editing and film developing for free, gardening work, free golf balls, airplane maintenance, booze, food, and free advertising. Too cute, too hot! If only they were of age. There's nothing finer than a minor, but we didn't want to press our luck.

ps - my favorite was Joey (guy directly above me). He's a RA at UCLA studying drama, and hopes to grow our some facial hair that doesn't make him look homeless. He drank too much and kept Debs & I up all night listening to him puke. Don't worry, I'll come looking for you at the Viceroy when I get back to LA.
Day 3: The morning after. I'm sleeping naked in a see-thru tent. I set up the tent in the dark the night before and didn't realize it was totally see-thru. Thank god I'm covered and not flashing the entire campground.
We got on the road and left Doheny State Park around 10-11am. We were feeling extra tired and grouchy that morning, then I fell off my bike. Debbie laughed at me and took a picture.
We rode through a military training site called Camp Pendleton, and then stoppped to have lunch in Oceanside beach.


We were hoping to make it to San Diego by this night. A nice man on a bike stopped to give us directions, but we didn't get his name. He said he was on his way to work, I asked him what he did for a living, and I thought he said he was a bartender, Debbie thought he said he was a policeman. We're not sure what he does for a living, but he gave us really good directions to get to San Deigo. Thanks a bunch! Write us and tell us your name and what you do.
Early evening we rode through Torrey Pines, which was an insane hill. It sucked so bad, I wanted to throw all my equipment into the sea. My entire body is still sore from it. (But it was pretty!)
Around 9 o'clock on a full moon, Debbie and I got into San Diego. We called Walter. Walter is seriously the nicest friend two tired bikers could have. He surprised us with a hotel room in San Diego!!! OMG when I heard the news over the phone I screamed like I won the lottery. So we hauled ass into San Diego knowing there was a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
Along the way, we got lost again, and Mike came to our rescue. Mike found us at he corner of Mission Bay and some other street I don't know. Turns out he's a year-round lifeguard here in San Diego and also a cyclist. He just did a crazy tour two weeks ago in the Italian alps. Seriously the kindest man, after riding us all the way to our hotel, he also treated us to NY style pizza. He was a guardian angel. Thanks a million Mike!
Around 10 o'clock we get to the hotel with Walter. Walter hooked it up!!!! This place was sweet!Cable TV, kitchen, living room, two queen size beds, hot shower, robe terry cloth robes. We are the luckiest girls in the world! It was seriously a day of abundance! To top it all off, at the end of the night I went to the Coke machine to buy a can of soda, and three cans of soda fell out!!!! We slept so well!!! Thanks Walter!!!!! Ok more in a few days. We are heading out to lunch with Walter now.