The three amigos ride again


Nearly all day on Friday I rode through more of that thick fog. As it finally drifted away to expose the brilliant sun, I arrived in the town of Cambria. Taking a motel room for the night, I woke the next morning to that same brilliant sunshine quickly warming the day to 25deg. cel.

After a short climb, I turned left out of town and onto route#1. As I did so, I spied three cyclists just ahead, including the unmistakable profile of a guitar strapped to the rear rack of one. Yup, just as I thought; it was Patrick, Peter and Joey, the guys I’d met two days prior. Chatting for a few minutes, the four of us hit the road. As they had already been on the road for an hour or two, we only road together for about 90mins; they called it a day in Los Osos while I kept on alone for another few hours, passing through San Luis Obispo, finally arriving in the resort town of Pismo Beach. Finding the State Park, I set up camp, went out for dinner and enjoyed a relaxing evening sitting on beach listening to the waves crashing. Not a bad way to end a day.