Passing through Pismo Beach, this guy I rode along with a little ways
bought me lunch, cashew tofu.
I met back up with the guys i thought were Canadians and that I
thought had my lock. They didn't. Free lock at Moro Bay State Park
hiker site. Combination (FOUND IT!).
71.6 miles to Lumpoc, CA. Camping with those dudes.
Yesterday rode with those dudes 85.4 miles to Ventura, CA.
Another flat. My phone's been giving me guff, not wanting to charge
all the time. Good news is I found my lock at the bottom of my bag.
Nobody steal my bike.
Seriously. Who wants to crew one of these badboys. Imagine this on a
real deal trip. People could rest well others pedaled. You could trip
it out with a radio and a cooler.
Who's down?
68.2 miles.
My luck has run out. Flat and I busted a spoke, went through hell to
fix it and then busted another. Decided to just ride it like that and
now my wheel's all out of whack. But I made it to LA and with the help
of warmshowers I have a place to stay.
Tommorow I'm just shooting for Pasadena to stay with friends of a
friend. So I'll have time to deal with my bike, maybe my phone, and
see some tourist stuff.
And I found 5 dollars.
So the place I got to stay at last night was actually a UCLA frat
house that the frat got kicked out of. Only a couple people were
students.
But they still had some rules, so I couldn't crash on the couch but I
could sleep in a hammock on the front porch. Ha.
Slept great though, thanks Carrie.
Got my bike fixed up as good as I could hope for, it should make it.
Found California Vegan, a badass veg place.
Yep.
27.5 through LA to stay at my friend Tara's in Pasadena. Only she
isn't here. I met her roomate Darren in Berkeley and he let me crash.
This one's for Dan and Danny.
58.2 miles to San Pedro Youth Hostel, which puts me at 5046.1 miles.
93.6 miles. It's kind of sad, but this will most likely be my last
night camping. My 30 dollar tent worked like a champ.
Today the route I was following went through Pendleton Miltary Base.
Only the asshole at the entrance denied me cause I didn't have a
helmet. I guess he might not really be an asshole, he's just trained
to be an idiot.
Cause of that I did meet a bunch of kids in the same boat. They turned
out to be real cool, and when I ran into them again they gave me food.
39.5 miles to San Diego. Thanks Matt for hooking me up with a place to
stay. Turns out I'm cat sitting for a friend of a friend of a friend.