For those of you who don't know, our most unique summer adventure was our bike trip. Danny has been really big into cycling since high school, and since we got married he bought me a road bike and now I'm almost as in love with it as he is!
One of my friends in high school went on a biking trip down the coast of California, and ever since then I have always thought it would be fun to do that, and Danny has always wanted to do a bike trip as well. We decided that if we really were serious about doing a multi-day bike trip, now was the time to do it, especially before we have little kiddies to worry about. So we trained all summer, then packed two pairs of bike clothes each, one pair of normal clothes, necessary toiletries, a bathing suit each, a mini Book of Mormon, and a book each, and headed off to begin one of the most memorable trips of our lives!
Our trip began on a Saturday as we took a train north from Los Angeles to Salinas, CA. For those of you who are Steinbeck fans, this is where he is from and where many of his novels took place. We spent the night there, then biked to the chapel in town. As we were carrying our bikes inside to hide them in some extra room, we ran into one of the counselors in the bishopric who just happened to be an avid cyclist. Within 60 seconds he had invited us over to his friend's house for dinner, and after sacrament meeting his friend had not only confirmed that we could come for dinner but invited us to stay the night with them if we needed a place to stay! We spent the rest of the day talking, eating, and playing games with three-or-so families from this ward, then spent the night in their beautiful home. What incredible people.
The next morning, Monday, our journey truly began. We biked to Carmel, then biked the 17 mile drive, a beautiful and well-known scenic drive along the edge of a peninsula jutting out into the Pacific ocean. In all we went a little over 60 miles that day, and ended in the middle of Big Sur, a national forest along the coast. There we stayed in a perma-tent, as I like to call it. It was a canvas tent on a wooden platform with a wooden frame, and had a bed inside it with clean sheets and clean towels which you could use at the camp showers.
Tuesday was our hardest yet most beautiful day. When considering all of the ups and downs in elevation that day, we probably climbed a total of about 4,000 feet in elevation, and biked the farthest distance, about 72 miles. But it was one of the most exhilirating experiences of my life. Not only was it incredible seeing how far you came using your own two legs, but we were biking right alongside these gorgeous cliffs which went straight down into the ocean. At different parts of the day mist would come up off the ocean, push up the cliffs and come over the highway we were biking on, and altogether, it was unforgettable. Along the way we also stopped at an elephant seal beach, where we were probably about 30 yards away from about 40 elephant seals all laying out in the sand and water.
That night we stayed in San Simeon, a small town outside Hearst Castle. Wednesday morning we found some nice people at our continental breakfast who drove us to Hearst Castle, where we spent just about the entire morning. For the sake of time I won't talk much about it, but it was BEAUTIFUL and I highly recommend it for anyone driving through the area. That afternoon we then biked about 56 miles to the charming town of Pizmo Beach where we stayed for the night.
Thursday we biked inland a bit in order to reach Solvang, a completely Danish-style city right in the middle of California. As we were biking more inland we passed through miles of farmland, and Danny and I had a fun time guessing the different crops they were growing merely by smelling the fragrant air around us. Sixty-some-odd miles later we reached Solvang, and spent the evening exploring the charming town, eating Danish food, and reconnecting me with my Danish roots.
Friday was our last day, and on which we biked another sixty-something miles to Carpenteria, where we had to then take a train the last 80 miles back to LA in order to leave the next morning for our family reunion in Carlsbad. We did, however, have one last surprise along the way. As we rode through Santa Barbara looking for someplace to eat we stumbled upon the largest horse parade in America! We were then able to enjoy seeing men and women in Renaissance attire riding their noble steeds through the streets, horses literally dancing to mariachi music, and so forth as we enjoyed our Subway sandwiches.
Following are a number of pictures from our trip. As I haven't become a pro at this blogging thing yet I couldn't figure out how to get them in order, so they are in reverse order from the end of our trip to the beginning. :)
Some of the horses which were dancing to the mariachi music in the horse parade
In front of the windmill in Solvang
At Pizmo Beach
Admiring the incredible indoor pool at Hearst Castle
