Total distance 1,247 miles
You know that feeling you get when driving along and you can't remember the past mile or two? (Or is that just me?) Well that's exactly what the last 50 miles of today were like. Probably the most unremarkable stretch of coastline. The one stand out sight, and a seriously impressive one at that, was these incredibly unstable looking cliffs somewhere along the coast.
At least my destination for today, Santa Cruz, is memorable. Namely cause it's just so bad it's an absolute must see (maybe I should have listened to you, Sara). Though, I've got to be honest, it's so bad I actually kind of like it.
The first 30 miles out of San Fran were also more memorable. I had contemplated staying on for an extra day but my legs were getting twitchy to get spinning again and when the pneumatic drill started out in the street early this morning I was pleased I was moving on. It was a late start though as I had to replace my rear tyre which was worn to the thread after a mere 1500 or so miles. And the city didn't let me out easily though as every corner I turned seemed to unveil yet another frighteningly steep climb and, as a result, I'd done some 2,000ft of climbing before I'd reached the 20 mile mark at midday. 25 miles in and I passed the site of the legendary Mavericks big wave at Half Moon Bay. Alas, it wasn't breaking - all was quiet - much like the next 50 miles.
Sorry for the short blog but today is the start of a possible six day stint in the saddle so need my rest tonight.
