On Monday morning, February 20, I woke up early in the Hikers Hut. We had planned to ride 20 miles on our last day, starting with cruising the fire roads down the mountain and then climbing back up and over one last pass, rolling back to the Menlo Park Caltrain station to ride home. I was a little sore from the two days of riding behind us, but looking forward to another sunny day on the road. We took it slow that morning too, eating breakfast, drinking coffee and reminiscing about the epic game of jenga we had played the night before. Aside from one flat tire, the trip was a smooth as you could hope for.
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Sunday morning on President’s day weekend, I woke up at Pie Ranch, climbed out of my tent and discovered goats just yards away chomping on their breakfast. We took it slow getting out of camp, taking time to make coffee, eat breakfast, walk around the farm a bit and visit the goats and chickens. Ginger and Brooke rode the whole 43 miles back to the train that day, but Carrie had discovered a gem of a destination for George, Carrie and I to make our way to. 23 miles took us through farmland along the coast, a stop in Pescadero for another lunch, and then back up to the Santa Cruz Mountains to stay at a Hikers Hut that the Sierra Club runs in Sam McDonald County Park.
I took a three day bike trip with my good friends Carrie Harvilla and George Chan over Presidents Day Weekend. Totally amazing. The plan – Saturday morning take BART and CalTrain to Menlo Park, ride 42 miles, climbing over the Santa Cruz Mountains en route to Pie Ranch just south of Pescadero, go to a barn dance for the night, camp out on the ranch, and then the next morning ride 23 miles back up to the Santa Cruz Mountains to stay at a Hikers Hut that the Sierra Club runs in Sam McDonald County Park. Monday morning, ride 20 miles, starting with cruising the fire roads down the mountain and then climbing back up and over one last pass, rolling back to the Menlo Park Caltrain station to ride home.
Sometimes a plan is just a plan, but man, did this one work out. As George kept saying throughout the weekend, “Great programming, Carrie, great programming!”
While the barn dance was a blast, I sadly don’t have any pictures to share. All I can say is even if you think you’re too hip to go square dancing, what you may not know is that it’s actually the hip thing to do these days. Pie Ranch is guaranteed to be a good time!
Stay tuned for more pictures and tales of the rest of this adventure…. Fire roads, redwoods and jenga to come.