Date: June 28, 2015

It is truly wonderful to lighten the eyes from the covers of a bed.

After waking at our Warmshowers place, David, Janna, and I biked to the Golden Gate Bridge. It seemed like a monumental moment for me – an official marker of sorts that indicated, “hey, you’ve fucking biked from Canada to San Francisco!” This badass feeling was immediately supplemented by comments from other road bikers training around the city. They would catch up to us and ask where we started/were going. They seemed to drool (my interpretation) from our responses and gave us mad props. Fucking badasses…at least to some.

After passing over that bucket list ride of the Golden Gate, we headed downtown to get food and drop by the Pride Parade. Good food from local vendors, a bakery, and farmers market for produce made being back in a big city super sweet. We parted ways with David and headed south alone. We took tons of time to just enjoy the day and the views of Golden Gate Recreation Area and Golden Park. Alas, our first flat tire happened, but we were only 6 minutes from camp, so we walked the rest of the way. Also, we got out of the fog after passing through the Devil Slide Tunnel- this was a big deal to us.