After a very pleasant stay it was time to leave San Diego.

Ride to Train Station

I rode down to the waterfront, rom my hostel and around the harbour to the Amtrak railway station.

Great Rail Journey

The train ride up the coast to Los Angeles turned out to be one of the great train journeys of the world.

Check out the Flickr photographs and video.

The train closely follows the coast and is sometimes right on the beach. In my experience, this is very unusual. Another place where I have seen this is, part of the line running along the south coast of England through Dorset and into Cornwall. This line was engineered by Isambard Brunel the famous railway and bridge engineer of the Victorian era.

I suspect that nowadays it would be impossible to build such a line because of environmental concerns.

It was a short ride from Union Station to my hostel.

Day in Newport

Next morning, I returned to the station catch to a train to Santa Ana where I was met by an old Caltex colleague and mate who lives in Newport Beach.

I caught up with his bloke and his wife last time I was in LA. However, this time I was going to be able to see them on their home patch.

We drove from Santa Ana through, what my mate described as being, “the Orange Curtain”. This is a border between the very affluent Newport Beach the less desirable area just a few kilometres inland from the coast.

We stopped briefly at my mate’s house by before taking ‘his ferry’ across to Balboa island. The ferry was the same one that I crossed when I passed through Newport Beach on my way to San Diego.

On the island we had lunch at my mate’s yacht club. It was a good place and there was lots of chat, including our experiences working for Caltex in Australia and his experiences working for the company in Thailand and Sri Lanka.

I told him that my decision to resign from the company after the merger of Caltex with Ampol in 1996 probability wasn’t one of my best career choices.
After lunch, we drove around Balboa Island and the suburbs adjoining nearby beaches.

This is a very nice place to live and it is easy to understand why the property prices so high.

Leaving Newport, we drove south to Laguna Beach where my mate took me to one of his favourite drinking spots. It is a roof top bar overlooking the beach.

After working for Caltex my mate transferred over to Chevron and worked for them in California when he and his wife returned to the USA. After leaving Chevron, he continued to work in the energy industry. He is now “semi-retired” but still has an involvement in the energy industry. In particular he is interested in “energy storage”. It was very interesting to hear what he had to say about energy storage and its relationship with renewable energy sources including solar and wind.

After a few beers we headed back to Newport Beach for dinner with his wife.
It was a fitting end to a great day.

Back to Santa Monica

The next day I took the train from downtown LA out to Santa Monica. As readers may have guessed by now I really like Santa Monica.
I went for long walk along the beach through Venice Beach. It is a bit seedy but there is always something interesting to see there.

Some ‘Culchta’

On my last day LA, I decided to get some ‘culcha’.

My first shop was the Museum of Contemporary Art in downtown LA. This wasn’t as good as I expected. However, there was one painting by Jackson Pollock, albeit not as good as ‘Blue Poles’.

My next stop was Los Angeles Country Museum of Art on Wilshire Boulevard
This turned out to be really good. I was fortunate enough to be there when there was a special exhibition of portraits by the English artist David Hockney. This particular exhibition has been touring the world. It is a series of portraits that the artist painted over a period of think 60 days. Most of the subjects are just ordinary people that he had met or new.

However, one of his subjects would be well known to all Australians and people from the UK. That person is Barry Humphries.

I asked a couple who were looking at the portrait of Barry Humphries if they could take a picture of me standing next to the portrait. They told me that they have noticed that this painting was on the banners that were on poles around the city advertising the exhibition. They asked me who Barry Humphries was.

I told them he was an actor who had a number of characters including Sir Les Patterson. I told them to look him up on YouTube, in particular, his appearance on the Michael Parkinson Show.

Check out the link below. I wonder what made of the show, if indeed they bothered to watch at all.

Another interesting exhibit at this Museum was a sculpture about transport.  Check out the Flickr photos and video.

Catching the Train West

After getting back to the hostel, I packed up my bike and headed to Union Station.

There was another cyclist the queue at the check in.
After checking in, I headed to a nearby restaurant for quick snack before boarding the train. As I sat waiting for my order, and the other cyclist approached the restaurant. I saw the waiter talking to the cyclist. When the cyclist joined me at my table, he told me what had transpired in the conversation with the waiter.

Apparently, the waiter and told the cyclist that he couldn’t come into the restaurant unless “he was a customer”.

I guess I was lucky that this particular waiter didn’t see me entering the restaurant.

The cyclist explained to me that this often happened to him and cyclists he knew.

Apparently, a lot of restaurants staff, when seeing old men with bicycles that have bags on them, assume the cyclists are homeless people in refuse them entry to the restaurants.

Unfortunately, this tells you a lot about the state of the nation.

Flickr Links

Train to LA
https://flic.kr/s/aHsmeMfKFN

Day in Newport
https://flic.kr/s/aHsmeSuFCu

Last Days in LA
https://flic.kr/s/aHskxgiXJp

Les Patterson on the Parkinson Show

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

 

 

Monterey to San Francisco

I decided to stay an extra day in Monterey. The weather was great and I had the opportunity to watch the start of Stage 4 of The Tour of California.

This race has become a major race in the cycling calendar. While a number of the teams had their top riders competing in the Giro Italia (eg. Cadel Evans for BMC), the Sky Team had Bradley Wiggins riding in this race. The start was held in the main street. It was a bit of a carnival – I suspect not a patch on the Tour de France- but pretty good. I got some good pictures of Wiggins et al and the support vehicles.

In the afternoon I rode back towards Pebble Beach. The scenery is very impress will lots of seals and sea lions lounging on the beaches and rocks. This is great to see.

Inland through Salinas

I decided to head inland for a bit. The route took me through Salina and Castonville. This is a pretty bleak area. Check out the pictures. At least I know the location of the ‘Artichoke Capital of the World’.

Problem with the Rear Wheel

As I headed down the road I heard a loud ‘crack’ and the bike started to wobble. The thought ‘WTF’ was that. I hopped off the bike and looked down at the wheel. It had cracked and the outside of the rim was bent upwards. Of course the tyre was completely flat.

I started walking down the road until I ran into an exit. This led me to a Service Station. I asked the manager if there were any buses into Santa Cruz. He said there he was no aware of any. A customer, overhearing the conversation, said that he could give me a lift into Watsonville, which was about 10 miles away.

We loaded the bike and my panniers into the truck. The bloke dropped me off in Main St and I headed off looking for a place to stay. At an intersection, I ran into a cyclist and asked him it there was a bike shop in town. He told me that the one, and only, bike shop was two blocks away.

The owner, Hugh, was amazed at the state of the wheel. “I have never seen anything like that before”, was his comment.  He also said that “he had never worked on a wheel with a Rohloff before, but would like to give it a go”. I left the bike with him and headed to the nearby Best Western Motel.

In Watsonville things move a little slowly. The bike shop didn’t reopen until 11.00 am. When I turned up, Hugh’s assistant had half-finished the job, leaving the tricky bit to the man himself. I headed off for a Chinese meal. I should have tried Mexican.

The wheel was finally finished about 2.00 pm.   It seems that it was a pretty good job. It you ever find yourself in Watsonville CA and need something related to cycling, this is the place to go: http://www.watsonvillecyclery.com/

New Brighton State Park (lesson in USA geography, economics and politics)

Hugh from the bike shop gave me some tips for the rest of the trip to San Francisco. This included a great camping place – the New Brighton State Park. I headed there for the night.

Like of other State Parks I had stayed at, this New Brighton is great spot. After a meal and a nearby ‘Deli’ I returned to the park. I struck up a conversation with a fellow cyclist. This bloke is a Geography lecturer at California State University, currently on a sabbatical.   He had a lot to say about the current economic and political situation in the USA. I won’t attempt to describe his views here, but they were very interesting.

One point he did make was that the USA can be divided into 8 distinct regions that are as diverse as most separate countries. These include the ‘liberal North East’ and the very conservative ‘Deep South’. He said that many individuals migrate to the areas where they “ feel comfortable and they are with like-minded people”. He wouldn’t be surprised if “one day in the future”, some of these regions formally separate from the Union”.

Santa Cruz

Next day I headed in to Santa Cruz. I was bit of a disappointment. It is a tacky tourist town. However, I did find a great Italian restaurant for a late lunch.

I ended up deciding to stay the night and found myself in an overpriced motel. The place was near to capacity due to it being a Saturday and the running of a Half Marathon the next day. This was a classic case of ‘differential’ pricing.

To Pigeon Point

The route out of Santa Cruz took me along the coast. Part of the way was where the Half Marathon was being run. I was riding in the opposite duration to the runners. Judging by the speed they were running and their appearance, these were the stragglers. At least they were having a go.

Hugh from the bike shop told me about a Hostel at Pigeon Point, that was my destination for the night. He also told me about Brewery about two miles south of the Hostel. That was going to be where I was going to have a meal.

Young People with Interesting Jobs

Before I go to the Brewery, I can across a rather odd ‘café’ on the side of the road. It was part of an ‘organic’ farm, which grew among of things, lemons. The café served lemon pies and homemade lemonade. As I ate my pie, I got into conversations with a young German bloke and his American girlfriend.  They had recently moved to Silicon Valley (Palo Alto). They told me that “they were paying USD 3,200 per month for a tiny one bedroom flat.

The bloke told me that he was working for a company that is developing new batteries for cars and bikes. He said that “the world will be completely changed by the developments in battery technology in the next few years, and the changes will come quicker than most people expect”. The girl said she worked in the ‘Internet of Things’ space. Her company advises cities of the implementation of ‘smart technology’ to improve the efficiency of basic infrastructure, e.g. street lighting etc.

Interesting Stuff

I had my meal a couple of beers at the Brewery and headed to the Hostel. The accommodation was in the old lighthouse keepers cottages. It was basic, but a great place to stay.

Into San Francisco

I got up early to try and beat the wind.

The route into San Francisco took me through Half Moon Bay and then on to Pacifica. At one point I went through a long tunnel. I suspect that took heaps of klms off the trip.

I finally made it to the city outskirts and tried to follow the Route 85 Bike route signs into the down town area. I found following the signs impossible. I had to ask people for confirmation of the direction to the ‘downtown’ area. Virtually everyone said “it’s a long way” in a way that implied that they though it was too far to ride. I ended having to say that “I have ridden from Santa Monica, so distance is not an issue”.

I finally came across some cyclists, all of whom agreed that the bike route signs were confusing, but were able to direct me in the right direction.

I finally made it to the Hostel which is in a great location,  just one block way from Union Square.

Back in San Francisco for the first time since 1986.

Flickr Links

https://flic.kr/s/aHsjYhtSJr

https://flic.kr/s/aHsjYhzroL

 

Garmin Links

To Watsonville

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/501522990

To New Brighton State Park

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/501522980

To Pigeon Point

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/502535254

Into San Francisco

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/503213139

 

 

To Big Sur and onto Monterey

It took me a while to fix my pannier rack with the assistance of the mechanic in the local garage. I left Cambria and headed to the coast.  I did not get far before deciding to stop in San Simeon for lunch.

I headed up the highway and came across a camping area.  I decided it was time to use the tent.  Shortly after setting up the tent and fellow cyclist arrived.  The cyclist tuned out to be a bloke from Glasgow.   We decided to head back to Cambria for a couple of beers at the Ale House.

Hearst Castle  

Next morning I headed north, but again not too far before stopping at Hearst Castle.  This really is an extraordinary folly.  Check out the links.

After a tour of the castle, I watched a film about William Randolph Hearst on a big screen.  This was surprising good.

I continued on to Ragged Point where I checked into the one and only hotel.   I was a bit pricey, but it was good.

Next morning the place was covered in fog.  While having a coffee I chatted to a young English bloke who had arrived from Kirk Creek.  He said it great place to stay.

Spectacular Scenery

The road north became quite narrow.  The scenery is very spectacular.  At times the narrowness of the road makes riding quite dangerous.  You always have to look out for bad drivers – typically in trucks or large 4WDs.  As everywhere, the excessive size of a vehicle is inversely proportional to the  IQ of the driver.

I arrived at Kirk Creek late I the afternoon.

On the track to the ‘Hiker/ Biker’ camping area I was greeted by a couple – Cheryl and Whit who told me that they lived in Cambria.  Cheryl told me that she worked in Victoria as a teacher in the early 1980’s.

She told a very funny story related to the use of words in Australian and USA English.  The two words central to the story were ‘root’ and ‘fanny’.   The punch line of the story was that the headmaster of the school where Cheryl worked told her that he had heard reports that “she had been telling her students that she had sex with all of the Collingwood footy team and she has accused the boys of the school football team of having vaginas.

On to Pfeiffer State Park

I continued up the coast.  The scenery seemed to be coming even more spectacular.

I checked into the ‘Hiker/Biker’ in the Pfeifer State Park.  There were a few other cyclists and a Canadian girl with a cart.  She is walking from LA to San Francisco.  One of the cyclists was an American bloke who is riding both coasts of the USA.

They told me about a tavern about 2 klms up the road that is part of a private camping area and lodge complex.  They said that there was a music festival at the complex.  I decided to check it out.  The music turned out to be mainly ‘country’ style which is to my taste.  The tavern’s beer was good though.

I decide to stay in the State Park for another day.

To Monterey

I only had about 60 klms to go to Monterey.  Again the scenery was spectacular.   The road has a number of steep climbs and some great descents.

I stopped off in Carmel for lunch.  The place had Welsh Rarebit on the menu.  I gave it a try.  The cook had obliviously been to Fortnam and Masons.  It was the strangest Welsh Rarebit I have ever eaten .

The village of Carmel seems to all restaurants and art galleries.

A Place for the Rich

I took the road that follows the coast.  There a gatehouse at which you are required to stop.  The guard told me that it was a private road – a large gated community.   I continued on.  The houses are rge but overly so.  It is a bit however, that they see the need to cut themselves off from the riff raff.

I have decided to stay in Monterey for the day.  The Tour of California Cycle Race will be in town tomorrow.

Flickr Links

https://flic.kr/s/aHsjY4xLWN

https://flic.kr/s/aHsjY4wQfe

Garmin Links

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/497860287

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/497860264

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/497860233

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/498579041

 

 

 

Pismo to Cambria

I decided to get up early in an attempt to beat the wind.  As it turned out, I didn’t leave as earlier as I had planned.

I headed north on Highway 1. Somehow I missed a critical turn and rode on a dead-end road leading up the coast.  It led to quite a nice bay, but wasn’t necessary.  When I got back to the highway the wind had started to pick-up.  It was hitting me at about an angle of 9 o’clock.

Rattlesnake

At one point I noticed a snake on the road ahead of me.  I was not the first snake I had seen on this ride. However, unlike the others, this one was certainly alive.  I cut across to other side of the road, putting several metres and passing trucks and cars, between me and the snake.  Check the Flickr pictures, I am pretty sure it is Rattlesnake.  I suspect that, unlike Australian Tiger snakes, these snakes will only attack when threatened.

I stopped for lunch at a Mexican Diner in Morro Bay.  I am not a huge fan of Mexican food.  When it is cheap, you definitely get what you paid for.

Extreme Wind

I continued north from Morro Bay.  I was forced to be in the lowest gear for the whole 35 plus klms to Cambria.  I suspect the winds was well over 30 kph with gust well in excess of that.   The wind was blowing directly into my face.

I pulled into Cambria and decided that was enough.  I found a motel and checked in.  As I moved the bike into the room, I noted that the left side of the pannier rack was not attached to the frame.  I was too tired to even look at it.

I headed off the Ale House for a craft beer and a meal at a restaurant next door. Both the beer and the meal were excellent.

The Bartender  in the Ale House told me he was a cyclist and had decided not to ride on this day because of the wind.  He told me that it “was not usual to be this windy”.

Small Town Garage Most Useful

In the morning I discover the small bolt holding the pannier on left side of the bike was broken.  The remaining piece was stuck in the thread on the rack.  It appeared impossible to remove.

I took the rack to a garage down the street.  The mechanic managed to extract the bolt with a small drill.  As in Australia, you can rely on mechanics in small towns to fix anything.

I have decided not to travel far today.  I will probably stay in San Simeon.

Flickr Link

https://flic.kr/s/aHsjXYw9Ns

Garmin Link

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/494692118

Into Santa Barbara and North to Pismo

I left Oxnard and headed north towards Ventura.  Like most places I have seen on the trip so far, there appears to be distinct areas of affluence and poverty in this area.

I stopped for lunch at Ventra Harbor.  The salmon salad was really good.

The road follows the coast.  At one point there was a live large campervans ( RVs).  It must have been over a kilometer in length.  This is a serious concentration of ‘grey nomads’.

At one point I noticed that a bicycle path is being constructed next to the highway.  This is good to see.  However, to put things into perspective, a bit further along the route, I was force to ride up the wring site of the freeway.

Soon after that I ran into a couple of cyclists heading south.  They were amazed that I was ride north “into the wind”.

Santa Barbara

The ride into Santa Barbara was good.  There are quite a few kilometer of bike trails.

I checked into the International   Hostel in Santa Barbara.  The place is restricted to students and overseas visitors.   Most of the quests were from Scandinavia, the UK and Australia.

Next day I decide to stay in the town for the day.  It is a bit of a happening place.  The main street – State Street, has lots of cafes and bars.

Leaving Santa Barbara

I tried to follow the ‘Pacific Cycle Route’ signs north out of the town.  At one point, I lost the trail of the sign and ended up on Highway 101.  I had not gone far when a police car came up behind me.  Apparent I was on a ‘freeway’ section of the road.  Bicycles are not permitted on freeways.  The female police end me to office told me that she could “give me a ticket to gaol”.  I told her that I did not choose to be on the freeway and suggested that the signage of the cycle route was poor.

I finally found my way out of the city.  I had lunch in small State Park.  Shortly after that, the route heads inland.  At one point, the road passes through a tunnel.  The wind in the tunnel was amazing.  It was impossible to ride against the wind.

As the route turned north towards Lompoc, I hit the first big climb of the trip.

I got into Lompac late and checked into the Travelodge.

To Pismo Beach

I head off towards Santa Maria.  The route passes a large US Airforce base.  The facility is a missile and space base.  The Minute Man Missiles were developed there.  It covers an amazing large area.

The route passes Santa Maria and heads west towards the coast.  At this point I was riding directly into a very strong wind.  A fellow cyclist moved in front of me. That didn’t make much of a difference but was much appreciated. I stopped for lunch Guadalupe.  This looks like a third world town.

As I headed into Oceano, I came across a series of ‘Mobile Home’ parks .  These are very depressing places.

Late in the day I made it into Pismo Beach.

US Airforce Base

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vandenberg_Air_Force_Base

Garmin

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/491603678

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/492424202

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/493378583

Flickr

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Heading North from Santa Monica

After a great stay in LA, I finally got on my bike and headed north.

I rode along the beach front of Santa Monica before joining the Pacific Coast Highway (PCH). I had spoken to a German bloke and his daughter about the route. They had ridden from Seattle to LA. This advice was that there are few options apart from the PCH. For the most part it is OK, with a reasonably wide verge. He did say, however, that it was very busy in parts. This is a busy part.

I stopped for lunch at a fish place opposite Malibu Pier – excellent food at a reasonable price. It is a pity that it seems impossible to buy sparking mineral water at these places.

The road follows the coast until just south of Oxnard. Towards the end of the ride the wind become very strong. It was very hard going.

The area leading into Oxnard has strawberry growing on a massive scale.

I finally found a place to stay – the Ramada Inn.

Very Disappointing ‘news’ coverage

This gave the opportunity to watch some TV. I watched some of Fox News. It is worse that I had expected. One current stories is about a convicted murderer who was executed a couple of days ago. The execution went horribly wrong in that it took over 30 minutes for him to die and he suffered extra ordinary pain. The Fox take on that is that there is nothing wrong in that execution was botched because his victim suffered.

It seems that the Fox News people seem to be oblivious to the fact that all of the civilised world has stopped using Capital punishment. Not only that, but they seem to be suggesting that torture should be added to the punishment.

I know that News Ltd is simply pandering to morons to increase their ratings and profits. It is disappointing however that company (especially an Australian company) could stoup so low.

I real problem this that this ‘so called’ news coverage spreads other parts of the News Ltd empire. We are now seeing extreme right wing opinions being peddled on Skye News Australia. This is not good for informed political discussion.

Garmin Link

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/490489457

 

Flickr Link

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