Could Sunday be any better for riding? I rode up Old LaHonda and down Old to 84 on the way to the coast. Old LaHonda has more new pavement. There’s still a stop light on 84 approaching La Honda.
On the coast I headed south with hazy skies and moderate swell on the vast Pacific. At the overlook before the descent to the Pescadero turnoff I stopped and admired the view. A Japanese tourist riding a folding bike caught up and I took his photo.
As I rode up Pescadero Road I had a chance to see the whimsical triceratops and mammoth located on a landowner’s farm. I miss seeing the Terminator on Stage Road. Too bad it was moved to a more secluded location nearby.
In La Honda I ran into John Woodfill. We rode up Alpine Road while discussing all manner of current events. At Skyline John headed down Page Mill and I went left, riding down Crazy Pete’s Road and Alpine Road.
Poor old Alpine Road has turned into a lumpy bumpy trail. It pains me to see such a glorious road fall into disrepair. So many great memories…