I’m in San Diego and SO close to my destination. After last nights post I hopped into bed, clothes and all, and slept soundly for about 5 hours, before being woken up of the trains travelling from San Diego to Los Angeles, carrying the commuters. Maybe it was the caffeine, maybe it was my excitement, but I got up at 7am and quickly packed up and was on the road by 8 even showering ni the process.
Now here’s a fun little wrinkle – rain – really? Whatever, I moved forward on the carefully constructed bike lanes, which took me almost 20 miles before having to cross into a military zone showing all my identification known as Camp Pendleton, operated by the US Marine Corp. This was a 10 mile ride through rolling hills, keeping an eye out for Tanks, Hummers and assault vehicles being used for training. I spoke to a few of the men dressed in uniform for a while when I stopped to recharge loading up on some sugar, an energy drink before exitting the Camp, and heading into city-scapes again.
I raced through Oceanside, marvelling at how much of a military town it was, and how many stores catered to “Military Loans”, before hitting the beaches at Encinitas. This is on the outskirts of San Diego, and I pedalled hard, with the sun peaking out giving me a little bit of motivation.
A hill, before La Jolla surprised me, as I didn’t expect to climb a 500ft something or other hill, again laughing at the concrete where other riders had left remarks. I took a wrong turn and ended up paralleling the I-5 – which I had started doing earlier on in the day. I rode a few bike paths before heading back into La Jolla and massive amounts of traffic in the San Diego area. It’s a straight line for me now as I head for the border before dark. Wish me luck!
