San Diego

San Diego

The place where I stayed in San Diego turned out to be really good. It was close to the beaches and not too far from the harbour and downtown.

Laughing to Danish Jokes

In the night I arrive there was also a group of Danish university students staying in the hostel. One of the girls in the group was celebrating her birthday. The rest of the group organised a party for her. A number of the group gave some speeches. I have no idea what they were saying, however, whatever it was, it certainly amused the others, if not her.

The laughter was infectious, and I other non-Danish speaking people in the room were laughing along with the group.

Bike Ride

In the morning, I booked into a bike ride offered by the hostel. The ride took us to the end of Point Loma and through the Cabrillo National Monument.
The guide was a girl who works at the hostel, she was a real character with a personality ideally suited to the hospitality industry.

One of the other people on the ride was young South African bloke. It was interesting to chat with him over the next couple of days.

The view from the lighthouse of the point was spectacular. San Diego has a great harbour. Unfortunate the photos do not do it justice as it was a bit foggy.

There is museum near the lighthouse with information on the early Spanish explorers that visited this part of the country.

Leaving the end of the point, we rode down to the ocean to see some tidal rock pools.

There were lots of people doing the same thing. The pools are known for their sea life including octopuses and crabs.

We rode back up the hill to the Cabrillo National Monument. This is a cemetery for naval ex-servicemen and their families. The US services may not look after their current servicemen and women too well, but they certainly look after their dead.

Down to the Waterfront

As we headed back to the hostel, I left the group and rode down to the waterfront. I stopped by the San Diego Yacht Club. It is famous for having hosted the America’s Cup between 1988 and 1995.

Yacht clubs of this type never cease to amaze me. The moorings always seem to full with few, if any, of the boats actually sailing. I guess its proof of the old adage: ‘the two happiest days of yacht ownership are the day you buy one and the day you sell it’.

However, I suspect that most of the members of this yacht club are so wealthy they don’t care.

Further along the waterfront, I found a fish restaurant and had a very good, if somewhat expensive lunch.

After the lunch, I continued onto the ‘downtown’ area. I rode up to the USS Midway aircraft carrier museum. This is one of the most popular tourist attractions in California.

I had been told that you need to set aside the best part of a day to see it properly.
That was to be my task for the next day.

An Uber Ride

I was looking forward to seeing the Midway and walked down to the main road near the hostel to catch a bus into the ‘downtown’. I was mortified to find that the buses were only running every 45 minutes.

I decided to catch a ‘shared Uber’. The quoted price was USD 4.64 which was not much more that the bus fare. I booked a ride and within minutes the car arrived. It already had one passenger and, after picking me up, stopped for another.

Interesting job for a Young Female Sailor

The other passengers turned out to be sailors – one bloke and girl. Their ships were in San Diego being repaired. It was interesting to hear them chat about their experiences.

The girl said that one her jobs was to stop “contractors of her ship from ‘dumping’ in the ‘bathrooms’ on the ship”. Apparently, the sewage system had been switched off during the refit. However, notwithstanding numerous instructions and signs, the contractors apparently continued to want to relieve themselves in the toilets. Her job was to put a stop to that.

I guess you get some interesting jobs in the navy.

A Comment on Uber

The Uber thing is interesting. I have used it and similar services in South Africa, India and Australia as well as the in the USA.

Unfortunately, in South Africa it is being for security reasons as well as for convenience. In India it is good way of not being ripped off by the taxis or Tuk Tuk drivers.
The use of the Uber is a city like San Diego is almost a necessity because of the poor state of most of the public transport. As I noted above, the buses are very infrequent. This encourages the use of Uber. However, it also reduces the patronage on the buses. It becomes a ‘vicious circle’ with less people using the buses and less incentive to improve the services, driving even more people to use Uber.

USS Midway

If you are ever in San Diego, I can highly recommend a visit to the USS Midway. It is fascinating.

The building of the USS Midway aircraft carrier was commenced in 1944 and she was commission right of the end of WWII.

She was in active service for 42 years and saw action in Vietnam and the ‘first Gulf’ war.

My tour of the ship started with a video of the ‘Battle of the Midway’, after which the ship is named. This battle took place in the Pacific after the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbour.

It was to play a crucial role on the outcome of the war in the Pacific.

I then started the walking tour of the ship will the aid of an ‘audio set’. The set was activated at various points on the tour. What is really good about audio set is that the people describing the points of interest are former sailors that served on the ship.

In addition, at various points along the tour, there are volunteers who are able to tell you more about the ship. Many of these volunteers are also former US Navy sailors and some also service on the Midway.

One of the things that really struck me is the sheer scale of the ship. When it was built, it was the large ship that had ever been built. When it was operational over 4,500 sailors and aircrew lived and worked on the ship. As they say, it was ‘floating city’.

Another thing that was interesting, was how the various groups on the ship were accommodated and the interaction, or lack of it, between the groups on a day today basis. The living quarters for the officer and the men were totally separate as were the living quarters for the sailors and the aircrew.

A number of people speaking on the ‘audio sets’ spoke about the fact that they only “met and interacted with people in their own teams or groups and there was limited, if any interaction” with other people on the ship. One bloke talked about “going for days on end without going above deck and the only way of knowing if it was day or night were the meals he was eating”. “I am eating breakfast so it must be morning”.

The comments by the pilots are particularly interesting. Some of the experiences they describe are quite harrowing, particularly when comrades were lost.

There are a lot of planes on the ship covering the period that it was in service. Part way through its service it was extensively modified to enable it the carry the newer planes including the marine version of the FA18.

At the end of the tour I went up to the bridge and the flight control centre. This it a good idea to leave this part of the tour to the last.

Australians Onboard

As I was headed to the exit, I came across some servicemen practicing a drill. The instructions were being ‘barked’ at them in an unmistakeable accent. They were Australians. They were rehearing for an ANZAC Day ceremony has was to take place the next day. I chat will them for a bit. All of them were on temporary attachments to the US Navy in San Diego.

I didn’t tell them about my ‘Alien’ experience at Camp Pendleton on my ride to San Diego.

‘Shelias’ built the Ship

I have neglected to mention probably the most important fact about the USS Midway. That is. The vast majority of people involved in its construction were women. This was of course because most of the able bodied men at the time were serving in the armed forces and women were conscripted to do the work. This fact was mentioned a number times on the tour. Comments were also made that, “because the women built it, the ship was completed on time and under budget”.

Down to the Border

Next day, I went for a long walk to the ocean beach near the hostel. The area close to the beach was a bit shabby, but interesting.

I also took the ‘trolley’, i.e. train down to San Ysidoro which is on the Border with Mexico. I understand that this is the busiest international border crossing on the planet. While I was there, there were hundreds of people streaming in and out of Mexico.

I wonder if Donald Trump has ever visited this border crossing. There seemed to plenty of wall and razor wire. I am sure that has been there long before Trump.

Gaslamp Quarter

Another interesting area in San Diego is the Gaslamp Quarter. It is full of trendy bars and restaurants. It is very ‘touristy’ but good.

Old Town

Another area is the ‘Old Town’. I was underwhelmed by it.

Interesting Chats

Once last comment.

I mentioned that one the people staying at the hostel was a young South African bloke. He is from Durban and is on a gap year before attending University in Stellenbosch. He was very social and chatted to just about everyone.

The tables in the common room in the hostel facilitated interaction. It was fascinating to participate and listen to conversations.

The South African was particularly interesting. I had worked out that he was from a very wealthy Afrikaans family. His father owned a chain of Spar Supermarkets and they travelled extensively overseas. His also confided that “Dad has moved most of his wealth to London and Australia” in the expectation that things will go ‘pear shaped’ in the RSA.
It was interesting to hear his young bloke talk to other guests in the hostel including people from the USA, China, Germany and some of the Danish students.

Two of the ‘locals’ were very surprised that there were any white people in South Africa. The other nationalities at the table rolled their eyes and moved on.

Flickr Links

San Diego
https://flic.kr/s/aHsmiiBpP9
USS Midway
https://flic.kr/s/aHskzZRUku

Garmin San Diego
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2647595793

About the USS Midway
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_Midway_(CV-41)

Los Angeles to San Diego

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My original plan was not to travel to the USA on my way to the UK and Europe this year. I had planned to take the bicycle to Japan and ride there before flying to London. However, the cost of taking the bicycle on that route was prohibitively expensive – over AUD 1,800.

I changed my plans and decided to fly the Los Angeles with an onward flight from Orlando Florida to London.

Leaving Brisbane

My flight to LA was from Brisbane.
In a separate post I will talk about my experience with QANTAS and the ‘alleged’ need for Australian travellers to the USA to hold onward for return flight tickets.

Some time in LA

The flight to LA was absolutely full.

After landing, I caught a ‘Super Shuttle’ into Downtown LA and my Hotel/Hostel, The Freehand. This place turned out to be very good.

The Downtown area of LA is undergoing a bit of a resurgence, albeit progress is a little slow. The Freehand is an example of new businesses establishing themselves in the area. It is in an old hotel building and offers a mixture of hostel and hotel accommodation. It has a good restaurant and bar on the ground floor and a roof top pool and bar. It is very popular with the ‘Millennials’.

This was my third visit to LA in four years. I have done most of the tourist stuff – Hollywood, the Getty Center, Disney Theater etc.
However, I do have a ‘ritual’. That is to visit to Santa Monica. I took the ‘Expo’ Train out to Santa Monica. One of my stopping off places was the Ye Olde King’s Head. I have posted about this place before. I will always remember my first visit there in 1979.

Problems with a Train Pass

I decided that before I left LA to head south on my bike, I would purchase a Train Pass to take me across the country to Florida.

It took me a quite a time to sort out the Train Pass. Apparently, Amtrak have recently changed the process for the purchase and activation of the pass. These changes have not been properly communicated to staff on their ‘helpline’ or staff in LA Union Station. The upshot of this was multiple charges being made to my credit card that were reversed minutes later. Anyway, this put Westpac into a real tis. It was several hours before the whole mess was sorted out and I was able to pay for the pass and reserve the first leg of the trip.

Looking around Downtown LA

While staying in Downtown LA, I took the opportunity to wander around. This included going to the Angel Steps and the Grand Central Market.

As I noted above, the resurgence of the area is a bit slow. There are a lot of ‘homeless’ people wandering around. One result of this is the need for pharmacies to put shampoo under lock and key. I have never seen that before.

Heading South

It was soon time to head south towards Long Beach. This is part of the Pacific Coast I haven’t visited. I had book my first night’s accommodation in a motel in Huntington Beach and my plan was to take the train to Santa Monica and ride from there. Four years ago, I started from Santa Monica on my ride north to San Francisco.

When I pulled the bike out of its box to resemble it, I noted a couple problems. One was that the front shock absorber was completely deflated and the other was an issue with the front rack. I won’t bore you with the details, but the net result was a visit to a nearby bike shop.

By the time both problems were fixed, was well after midday. I decided to take the tram to Long Beach and start my ride from there.

Long Beach

When I got to Long Beach I discovered that my phone was not working properly. It was either getting the internet or telephony coverage, not both. At other times it was not working at all.

I found a T Mobile shop and ask them to look at it. After a lot of mucking around, with ‘resets’ etc it seemed to have been fixed. The so called ‘expert’ told me that the problem was probably due to the fact that it was “a UK” phone. He told me to “get and Apple” and they could “do me a deal”.

I didn’t take his advice.

I left the T Mobile shop and headed south. The route took me on a path along the beach. I could see the Queen Mary on the other side of the harbour. In its day, it was that largest ship in the world. Of course, now it is tiny compared to the modern cruise ship.

I have been on the Queen Mary twice.  The first time in 1979.  It is good to see the it is still a tourist attraction. However, I am sure it hasn’t change since my last visit.

Scottish Couple

Leaving the beach, the route took me slightly inland. I came across two cyclists at a set of traffic lights. They turned out to be Scottish couple who were on big tour of the west of the USA. They had started in San Francisco and were heading to the Mexican border. Their plan was then to ride inland back up to Canada and then down the coast back to San Francisco.

The girl told me that, “Angus was very well organised that the all their accommodation was booked in advance and he didn’t like to vary his plans”. My brief chat with him made me think he was the epitome of the ‘dour Scotsman’.

It turned out that I had booked a reservation at the same ‘budget’ motel in Huntington beach as the Scottish couple. I was pleased to know that I too, had found that cheapest place into town. Angus struct me as bloke who would have searched for hours to save a dollar,

After we checked in, that was that last I saw of the couple. I suspect that they left before dawn to lessen the risk of not making their planned destination for the next day.

Onto Dana Point

Leaving Huntington Beach, I continued along the coast towards Newport. Much of the route was on dedicated bike paths right on the beach. This was really good to see.
As I came into Newport, I got a little lost. Some locals gave me a really good tip, “ride back to the beach and head along the boardwalk and take the ferry across to Balboa Island.

I took their advice. I turned out that that was where I should have been heading.
I was to return to the same area a couple of weeks later in the company of an old friend from my Caltex days. I will post about that later.
Anyway, I found the ferry and stopped off the really lunch at really good fish restaurant nearby before taking the ferry across to the island and then a cross a bridge to the mainland.

Camping at Dana Point

Leaving Newport, I continued onto Dana Point where I had booked a night in camping ground. This turned out to my first and only night under canvas on this trip. Staying in camping grounds in the USA can be very expensive. The pitches are typically for up to 12 people and they are the same price irrespective of the number actually staying there. It is not very cost effective if you are just a single bloke on a bike.

I was also having problems will my tent. As is the case with all tents of its design, the poles eventually break. However, it has turned out to be impossible to get replacement poles for this particular Northface model. This is notwithstanding the so called, ‘lifetime guarantee’ and the promised availability of replacement parts.

I will not be getting another Northface tent.

On towards Carsbad

The route from Dana Point took through Laguna. Again, I was to visit there a couple of weeks later and will post about that.

After Laguna, the countryside becomes a bit bleak. It is very dry.
I was aware that I was approaching a Marine training camp called Camp Pendleton as it is mention in my guide book. As I rode along, I saw a really strange aircraft in the air. It looked like a mixture of a plane and a helicopter. Check out the video. Some Facebook followers told me that it was an Osprey. Check out the Wikipedia link.

As I got close to Camp Pendleton, I came across a group of cyclists. They told me that it was possible to ride through the camp to the town of Oceanside and this would avoid having to travel of the Highway 5 (I5) Freeway.

As I was chatting to the cyclists we heard a lot of the yelling. It turned out to be a group of Marines on training march.

I asked the bloke, who was obviously, a trainer if I could take a picture. He said no problem. Check out Flickr.

The cyclists were clearly impressed by the sight of the Marines and called out. “thank you for your service” many times as the line passed.

I have no problem with recognising what people of the armed forces, or ‘military’ as the USA people prefer to call them, do. However, I think it should be recognised that the USA Government does not treat its armed forces personnel well. For the most part they are poorly paid and get very poor ‘post service’ benefits in terms of pensions and healthcare.
The lower ranks of the US military are disproportionality drawn from disadvantaged groups like minorities and people from economically depressed regions. After a short period of service, they are effectively ‘thrown of the scrape heap’. Many of them end up homeless.

No Place for Aliens

Not long after seeing the marching Marines, I came onto a road that led to the entrance to Camp Pendleton.

As I approach that guard house, a soldier called out and told me to “dismount”. When I got closer he asked me if I “had a pass”. I told him I didn’t. He asked my for ID and I gave him my Driver’s Licence. He said, “you are NOT from this country….even if you want a pass you are NOT able to get one as you are an Alien”.

I ask him how was I “to get to Oceanside”? He “said you will have to take the I5”.
With no other option, I headed back down that road to freeway. I was not a very pleasant 16-kilometre ride into Oceanside. Checkout the video.

Motel 6 in Carlsbad

After a late lunch in Oceanside, I continued to Carlsbad, where I stayed in a Motel 6. These are basic, but very clean motels that are reasonably priced.

Riding into San Diego

The next day was to see me in San Diego.

The route took me through Ecinitas and over a big hill through the Torrey Pines Reserve. I took the obligatory video of the descent.

A bit Lost

I got a bit lost, on my way into San Diego. Getting on the wrong side of the freeway in city in the USA is always a pain. Finally, I found my way to my hostel in Point Loma. I was glad to be there.

Flickr Links

Long Beach

https://flic.kr/s/aHskwv5nZv

Dana Point/Dohoney Beach

https://flic.kr/s/aHsmgr6gfk

Carlsbad

https://flic.kr/s/aHsmj9uEap

Into San Diego

https://flic.kr/s/aHskwHfspR

Garmin Links

Long Beach
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2634795467

Huntington Beach
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2639485410

Dana Point

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2639485443

Carlsbad into San Diego

https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2644344246

About Camp Pendleton

http://www.pendleton.marines.mil/

About the Osprey

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bell_Boeing_V-22_Osprey

 

Grafton to Brisbane

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It was time to leave Sydney and head north.

Train to Grafton

This time I decided to take the train as for as Grafton. As readers many have ascertained, I actually quite like traveling on NSW Trains, albeit there are a lot of improvements that could be made to the service. At some point they will have to replace the old XPT rolling stock.

The Australian Hotel

I had made a reservation in the Australian Hotel which is in South Grafton. Previously, I have stayed in the Royal Hotel which in on the other side of the Clarence River.

I am not an expert on Grafton, however I suspect that South Grafton is probably thought to be  ‘less desirable’ compared to the part of town that is on the northern side of the river.

Cold Chisel Tribute Band

Refer to separate post.

Along the Clarence to MacLean

Leaving Grafton, I rode along the western side of the Clarence river towards MacLean.
Last year, I had continued past MacLean to Yamba. I really like Yamba. However, this year I was running out of time and decided to skip Yamba and stay overnight in the MacLean Hotel.

Woodburn

The next day, I headed up the Pacific Highway to Woodburn. This was not very pleasant. This part of the highway is being rebuilt.

I stayed in a bit of a dodgy motel. It is doing good business housing the roadworkers. They are ‘making hay while the sun shines’. That won’t last long. I suspect that the place will close when the town is bypassed

Ballina

Next morning, continued on to Ballina. As I entered the town, it started to pour with rain. I decided to stop and booked into another ‘The Australian Hotel’.
When the rain cleared. I went for a walk along the river foreshore to the local ‘club’.

These places are ‘so the same’ irrespective of the town. They all have shocking carpets and a seemingly never ending supply of old people to rip off with their poker machines. It is rather depressing.

Old Friend in Lennox Head

In the morning I made the short ride to Lennox Head. I had arranged to meet an old school friend in the town.

We met in the main street and after a coffee, we headed up a very steep to her house where I met her husband. She told that they had owned the house for a couple of years and were now sharing their time between Lennox Head and Sydney. She is retired, however, her husband is still working and is able to operate his consulting business from both locations. It seems to be an ideal arrangement.

It was great to catch up with her.

Byron Bay

Next stop was Byron Bay. Readers may have guessed that I quite like the place.

The Blues Fest

One of the things I did on this visited was to go the ‘Blues Fest’ music festival. This is a major event that is held on property about 10 kilometres north of the town every Easter.

I bought a ticket for the day that Robert Plant, formerly of ‘Led Zeppelin’ was playing. He was due to play at 9.30 p.m.

In the late afternoon, I caught a shuttle bus that was running between Byron Bay and the festival. As you would expect, there were lots of signs directing traffic to the festival site.

Notwithstanding this signage the driver managed to miss the entrance to the festival and we headed back on the road to Byron Bay.

Fortunately, none of the passengers were fussed and on his second attempt we were dropped off at the festival.

I have been to a few of this type of event over the years. This one seemed to be very well organised.

One feature of it was the wide range of ages of the patrons – including families, ‘millennials’ through to ‘baby boomers’. The music on offer catered for all the ages.

There were plenty of food and drink outlets. However, I was disappointed to find that the ‘craft beer’ tent only sold ‘industrial craft beer’ e.g. James Squire and not real ‘craft beer’.

I wondered around the various venues before Plant was due to play. Finally, it was 9.30 p.m. and I headed to the tent where he was on.

It turned out that I was one of the younger people in the audience. It reminded me of being in Alnwick in the northeast of England last year. I went to the screening of a film of a concert that David Gilmore gave to commemorate concert that Pink Floyd did at Pompeii. The film was screened at cinemas, and other venues, at the same time and on the same day at venues around the UK. I saw the film at the Playhouse in Alnwick. I was very much one of the youngest in the audience. Many of the other patrons had Zimmer frames.

The Plant show was okay. I was disappointed that the only Led Zeppelin song he did was ‘Whole lot of love’.

Once the show was over I joined the crowded heading back to Byron Bay. There was a very long wait for the shuttle buses.

Kings cliff

Leaving Byron Bay, I rode north to Kings Cliff where I stayed one night before continuing on to Main Beach in Surfers Paradise.

Commonwealth Games

The night I arrived in Surfers Paradise was that start of the Commonwealth Games. There were lots of people around.

I ended up watching the ‘Opening Ceremony’ in a bar in Main Beach. Surprising few of the locals seemed to be interested in watching the ceremony.

Riding towards Brisbane

In the morning, I head off towards Brisbane.

This involved riding passed the swimming centre. This was very impressive with huge temporary stands that were full to capacity. The use of temporary stands is such a good idea.

The main road through Southport was closed off for the triathlon. I got to see some of the athletes running.

I was trying to follow the ‘One Bike Route’. When I got to Coomera I completely lost the trail and headed to the train station. I had previously been advised that no bikes were to be taken on the trains between the Gold Coast and Brisbane for the duration of the games.

As it turned out getting on the train was no problem and I was soon in Brisbane

Back in Brisbane

It was good to be in Brisbane. I caught up with a couple of cousins and visited my aunt who is in her 100th year.

I also caught up with the Cooma girl with an unusual name. That is always good.

Flickr Links
Grafton to Byron Bay
https://flic.kr/s/aHskzkjEEy

Byron Bay and Blues Fest
https://flic.kr/s/aHsmdYRdvd

To Brisbane
https://flic.kr/s/aHsmjDaUxM

Garmin Links
Grafton
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2577944815

Maclean
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2580075743

Woodburn
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2583634462

Ballina via Lennox Head
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2597483353

Byron Bay
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2597481686

Kingscliff
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2605887745

Surfers Paradise
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/2605887792