End of the road: Pacific Beach San Diego

Man, that got toasty quick. The forests around Flagstaff were pretty neat. Would’ve liked to have stayed but miles to go before I sleep. By Phoenix it got warm. By Yuma it got up to 111. Not as bad as the Death Valley run a few years ago but comparable. Plenty of water, decent speed and it was in the rear view after a few hours. A distinct lack of photography from this stretch for practical reasons. 

In stark contrast, Pacific Beach is beautiful. Friendly, extremely laid back, and I found a brew pub last night to watch the Patriots get spanked by KC. A might fine end to the 2017 run. 

It’s been a great ride. Was thankful to have seen some wonderful sights. 

In the past I’ve been in such bad shape after a cross-country run but on the K bike it’s not bad at all. The distance itself wasn’t difficult, but getting up at the crack of dawn and moving on each day takes a toll. Today, I’m staying put and very happy about it!

Maybe I should ride back? Nah. Even I’m not that stupid. 

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