Alissa: Our day began with delightful signage in the breakfast room!
(Har, har, Glen)
Hmph. We were NOT planning to ride 57 miles today. But thanks to the few, the proud at Camp Pendleton who decided to close the bike path for their training exercises, we got to ride on “the 5” for thirteen miles instead of six plus ride an additional ten miles. Ooh Rah.
We knew we were going to have to ride on the shoulder of “the 5” for a little bit because the Camp changed its policy regarding bicyclists. It used to be the case that you’d show up, flash your ID, and be merrily on your way through. But a few months ago they started making everyone stop at their main gate (on the SOUTHERN end of the Camp) to obtain a pass. So, “the 5” it was.
As you might imagine, we weren’t exactly thinking about taking pictures as we rode like the wind (seriously, Glen rode faster than a bat out of hell) to get off the freeway as quickly as possible. Then we were just so mentally drained from being hyper alert that we weren’t inspired to document much else. However, the Pacific Surfliner sped right by us, and we did manage to capture that.
