I had a time! We took a slow & easy 8.5 hour ride (yes, really, and it was awesome) south through side streets, twisty beach climbs, Planet of the Apes, campgrounds, and more. Did my first return along the coast and found a t-rex like the one on the farm, ate a potato taco & cinnamon sugar shit at the fanciest Taco Bell in the world, got coffee from the hip new cafe in Pescadero, and bought a chaos pouch from a grumpy dude who wouldn’t let me inside of his army surplus store because it was too messy. As I was riding along the beach in Pacifica, near all the surfers and bikini-clad sunbathers, I started humming some Beach Boys tunes. Then realized that it was the middle of fucking January and a great day to be at the beach in Northern California. If nothing else, climate change is awesome for biking weather.