Day 22 | what goes around comes around
Distance
62.1 miles
Elevation Climbed
2,340ft
Landscape
Bay bluffs covered in succulents, strawberry and other farms
Weather
Sunny and windy, 65 F
Lars’ Notes:
Well, the wind was great while it lasted! Unfortunately, it only lasted for 5-10 miles today. We started in Davenport and experienced the same tailwind as we enjoyed yesterday. But, all good things must come to an end. As we entered Santa Cruz, we meandered through some gorgeous coastline along a dedicated bike path. Santa Cruz had lovely views, but was also very touristy and commercialized in spots. We stopped for a break along the beach, had a snack, used the restrooms and refilled our water. It was your stereotypical surf beach. From there we headed south, we were slightly inland for a spell and we started to feel the wind. When we neared the coast again, the wind really became an issue. Where yesterday, we sped along at 18-22 mph, almost effortlessly, this afternoon we trudged along working hard for 12 mph. While the wind was brutal, the scenery was really interesting.
We left the main thoroughfare, Rt.1 for side roads that took us through the heart of the agricultural section of the region. Acres upon acres of strawberries, lettuce, avocados, artichokes and many others. We rode through many areas that were being picked, it was fascinating, bus loads of workers were in the fields, picking by hand. I’m sure these crops are sold throughout the country, it’s interesting to see the reality of the labor required to deliver the produce to our grocery stores. The other thing that struck me is that all of the non-cultivated land has sandy soil, with golden brown grasses and scrub brush the natural ground cover, the fruit and vegetable fields were heavily irrigated and lush green in color, Without heavy water usage through the complex network of irrigation, the productivity of these fields could not be possible. Despite the tough headwinds, I am very glad we experienced this part of the region. At times, we were treated to the sweet smell of strawberries, it was really nice!
As we exited the depths of the farms, we had to return to Rt. 1 for about 6-8 miles. We have been lucky to have avoided a lot of traffic during the last 21 days, but this section was heavily traveled. The traffic, the strong winds, either directly in our faces or perpendicular to us (not fun either) requiring a strong grip on the handlebars so as not to swerve into traffic or off the road. Fortunately, this was not a very long section, and at points, traffic got so heavy that we actually traveled faster than the cars, making the ride a little less treacherous. As we exited Rt. 1, we rode the Monterey Bay Coastal Trail. This was a really nice trail that took us through beautiful hills, with low scrub brush, and fields of wildflowers.
Over the last few days, I noticed that my rear tire had been slowly losing air overnight. First 20 lbs, then 30. Last night, my tire was at 40 lbs as opposed to the 100lbs that were typical. I had considered changing the tube last night, but didn’t. I was worried about it all day. At a stop about 50 miles into the ride, Kirsten had been unusually tired. We didn’t know why, until we tried to restart. Her tire was flat. After all my concern about my tire, it was her tire that went flat! We had a spare and the proper tools, so we changed it without too much incident. Mine seemed to be holding up. Five miles later, Kirsten remarked, “Dad, your tire seems low ”. It was, but it held up to the end. I changed my tube as soon as we got back to the room. Strange that both of us needed tube changes on the same day. Remarkable as well that we made it this far without having to change a tube!
The Monterey Bay Coastal Trail brought us to the coastline again as we traveled south and then west around Monterey Bay, large sand dunes and stunning shoreline views were beautiful. The wind, however, was relentless. We would head south for 2-3 miles with full frontal winds, I would see on the GPS that we’d turn 90 degrees ahead and eagerly awaited the wind from a different direction. Those sections were like a tenth of a mile. For all the effort required to complete the ride today, it was worth it. The scenery today was wonderfully diverse as we traversed coastline, upland areas and the agricultural center of the region. We deserve a good dinner tonight!
Kirsten’s Notes:
When today started with sun for the first time in recent memory I should’ve known it was too good to be true. We were anticipating to benefit yet again from yesterday’s heavy tailwind but instead fought it for most of the day. The beginning stretch through Santa Cruz was relaxing since we adopted the slow pace of the fellow beach cruising riders along the boardwalk. It was grounding to be around a familiar place again (this is where Stephen, my roommate and best friend in SF, used to bring us surfing) and interesting to see what the various vibes around town past the sleepy beach towns we frequented. The Santa Cruz boardwalk is peppered with visitors and a stark contrast with its built-up infrastructure and amusement park.
We traveled inland through an agricultural area for a large part of the day and were pleasantly surprised to smell sweet strawberries for miles as we passed fields and fields of what was previously unknown produce. The temperature increased greatly coming inland and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky so we had to be very diligent with our sunscreen reapplication (especially for me since I had a thigh burn already forming from the day before). The roads were beaten up as we meandered through the farms which wasn’t a surprise but only added to the resistance we were facing from the wind already. Since I was already working hard for each pedal stroke because of the wind and bumpy asphalt, I didn’t give any additional resistance second thought – my only thought was on my pace to keep up with Dad so I could draft off of him. If I had given it a second thought I probably would’ve realized I had a flat tire miles before we had stopped for a totally unrelated snack break. Motivation to finish today was very low and the last 12 miles seemed to last an eternity but of course we did it. The windswept dunes, vibrant colored succulents, dedicated bike path and hustle and bustle of Monterey were pleasant distractions to ignore the voice in my head that was thwarting my energy. The nap after we finished couldn’t have been more satisfying.