It was a small group that showed for a beautiful morning recovery ride. Sheehan got there on time, even with the time change, with some help from the pajama car drop-off. Guido and Len were also there for the start of the ride I volunteered to host.. I proposed a ride up TP and back across I-5 to climb Sorrento Valley before riding up into Scripps Ranch. That idea fell flat so we rode to the coast and planned to go up PCH to Loma Sante Fe. It was breezy and we had the wind behind us so we hammered west along the bike path setting new PR times for the next few miles. Guido did most of the work and Sheehan pulled more than he should have. Len was always there, tired legs from the big Saturday ride but never far off the back. We got to PCH and cruised north. Sheehan was on point as we flew into Solana Beach and he blew right past the turn so we just kept heading north.
There were plenty of riders and runners, great morning–sunny, warming but very dry. The tides were out so the large group of surfers at Swamis were way out from the shore trying to catch the small sets that rolled in from the glassy ocean. We rode up to La Costa and tuned inland. The winds were strong–blowing from the northeast and definitely in our face. The pace slowed a bit and then we split as we rolled up El Camino Del Norte. We regrouped by Lago Lido, stopped for water in RSF and cruised to Three Witches. Guido and Len split off point while Sheehan and I rode up together. At Santaluz, we split again with Guido and Len going south while Sheehan and I rode north towards Poway.
We cruised through 4S and back to Pomerado where I headed south while Sheehan went home. I pulled a Claus and decided to ride a few extra miles by exploring the neighborhood streets near Bob Raibert’s house near Shoal Creek. I still only got in a bit less than 60 miles, shameful performance invoking Claus’ name. None the less, we had a fun recovery ride.
Enjoy the week ahead,