Alissa: Our weekend break in Berkeley turned into four days as we found the forecast for very high winds (40+ mph!) and downpour from another atmospheric river slightly terrifying. We had a great time visiting with Glen’s brother and sister-in-law, having lots of tasty food, visiting some sort of Earth tuning fork
and meeting our new food-delivery overlords.
So, on Wednesday we restarted our journey along state route 1, now with a new name
when the forecast was for winds with speeds in the teens and a 60% chance of rain.
Mother Nature: 1; Glen and Alissa: 0
First came the wind. A super strong headwind that was NOT in the teen-mph zone. Biking uphill sucked. Biking downhill was NOT. EASY. Then came the torrential downpour. If you told me I was 60% likely to win a car, I wouldn’t have expected that I’d win three Porsches. And yet, we were DRENCHED. (I’m just telling myself the day served to increase my grit.) Then Sam’s Chowder House appeared like a sno-cone machine in the desert. (At least it was warm, though. In the 60’s.)
Post lunch we arrived in historic Half Moon Bay where we made a brief stop at the local bike shop
and for lunch dessert
during which the conversation went something like this:
AC: “Oooh look! Moon cookies!”
GW: “We’re not in Crescent Bay.”
AC:
Finally, we stopped by Cunha’s County General Store & Second Floor Emporium (!!!) where they were selling last year’s PumpkinFest t-shirts, prompting me to tell Glen he now knows where he’ll be at some point this October. Pumpkinfest!
Glen: This is the awesomest description of a day of our ride. 🙂 The only very critical detail I have to add is that Cunha’s second floor was blocked off, so no Emporium for us, just general store. 🙁
