Just in the nick of time for the first good rain of fall, my steed is nearly complete and my vestments ready. The road to San Diego lies wide open, evoking smoky visions of rooftops at midnight, forgotten alleyways, silver Shoreline, space battles, un-flat tires that turn the peddles for you, too-late romance, coastal dinosaurs, and that perverted Paul Bunyan statue leering from the redwoods to the north. I have no definite time schedule and an appropriately liquid concept of the intended route. Furthermore, I have already surmounted unspeakable personal barriers by at least half-braking a solemn promise I once made to myself on the top of an erupting volcano in Micronesia on Eck New Year to never wear spandex or clip-ons.

I'm buying biking shorts.

(case of rotten tomatoes launched individually from tiny homemade catapults)

written by  chaddeal on October 13, 2009 from Eureka, United States
from the travel blog: The CaliforniaX 9000 Autumnal Bicycle Bonanza
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Be ready for Spring man, i'm lookin for some crazy adventure for graduation, thinking about biking the states....

written by  On way ticket to blackout city! on October 13, 2009

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