March 1st 2012: For the home stretch of our week on the road we headed over to San Francisco, or what some of the older Chinese call Jiu Jin Shan (Old Gold Mountain). It’s called Jiu Jin Shan because it was given that name by the Chinese who arrived during the gold rush searching for their [...]
Day: 102+2 (Not a travel day, but too funny not to share with the world) (Turkey April. 2006, I needed some picture) So yesterday I was riding a bicycle in the parking lot of REI just minding my own business (test riding a replacement for Moanahh), when some guy in a Tahoe quickly backs out [...]
Day: 102 We Packed our bags and left them with the bellboy, having about three hours before we needed to get on the BART to head to the San Francisco airport we decided to make our way towards the Wharf on foot. We made it to Northbeach when we started to notice the massive 10 [...]
Day: 101 WOW! Was I ever hung over this morning! It was a great night but felt like It’d be a rough day to come as I rolled out of bed today. Sarah finally got up a while after me, looking well rested (I assume because she threw up all those drinks and awful Jack [...]
Day: 100 Day 100! Time to celebrate the fact that I was able to keep the world up to date for this long. I hope I still have a few readers and I haven’t chased you all off with my plate throwing antics, drunken nights and bad grammar. Sarah, my sister, showed up in San [...]
Day: 99 I’ve had it with this chick, she keeps causing me problems. This morning I headed into REI to see what could be done about her. I went in with the possibility of taking advantage of REI’s complete satisfaction policy, and being rid of all her, and all her baggage once and for all. [...]
Day: 98 To Do: See the Golden Gate Bridge. Ride Moanahh across the Golden Gate bridge. Not Jump. Ride Moanahh into town and do a little shopping to pimp myself out in San Francisco. Eat lunch on the roof of Macy’s in the Cheesecake Factory, who by the way, makes the best dirty martini’s, complete [...]
Day: 97 I found out yesterday that the last stretch of PCH to San Francisco was currently closed due to a landslide, which meant I was going to have to take the route through the hills (although they seemed like mountains) and add 7 miles to today’s ride. I was up a little earlier than [...]
Day: 96 I decided to chill out a today when I peaked my head out of my little yellow tent and the rain and grey skies. I snuggled back up I my sleeping bag for another couple of hours until I started getting hungry and motivated myself to go find some breakfast. I had seen [...]
Day: 95 So leaving Capitola this morning someone had told me there was a campground at Pescadero, about 40 miles north into the wind. It was a rough ride with gusts in my face the entire way but finally made it after about five hours of riding, I was exhausted. Hmmm… this campground looks empty. [...]
