1,001

Today we woke up in Bodega Dunes State Park. We took our time sipping coffee at our sandy campsite, and then actually showering.

It's 1:45 and we've only gone 10 miles. We had to stop and celebrate that we've gone 1,001 miles with burgers and a milkshake!

So that's what's going on currently. We are going 40 miles today, and then getting up tomorrow and riding the 25 miles to San Fransisco.

Yesterday was one of my favorite days. The first part of the day we bought a pint of Ben and Jerry's (chubby hubby if you must know), and put it in our food pannier. It was our reward waiting to be devoured after going another 15 miles. We enjoyed every creamy bite at the top of a hill in Fort Russ park, and we agreed that we could have each eaten our own pint-no problem.

After stopping for ice cream, the roads got narrow, rough and steep. It wound through farmland, over cattle guards, and past a group of firemen performing a controlled burn over the dry, grassy land. Then, for a while we left the cows behind, and the road wound up and up, it would turn a corner and continue to go up, up, up. We were so close to carefully creeping oncoming cars that sometimes, when I noticed a driver craning his or her neck to look incredulously at the crazy cyclists, I would smile at them, just to confuse them more. Yes! I'm enjoying myself, beleive it or not!

It was sunny, but cool, and I felt good (no weird neck, back or knee pains), and the Pacific looked so green, and the roads so winding, I felt like we were in France.

We are thinking of continuing in after San Fransisco.

Fundraiser check-in soon. Cell service is a luxury out here.