Monday, June 13, 2005

Friday 10/06/05

Our last full day of riding. Feeling real mixed emotions. Its nearly over which is great. Don't have to get up in the mornings get on our bikes and ride silly distances anymore. However the adventure is over. No more anticipation of random events, no more serious excercise, what are we going to do with ourselves now its over? Its become a way of life. Well I guess all good things must come to an end. Maybe real life could have the same adventure factor with the same attitude adopted on this ride, maybe.
Anyway Today we rode seventy miles to Vallejo the city on San Fransisco bay with the ferry port connecting us to San Fran. We rode through the University of California at Davis first, which was pretty much all cyclist, hardly any motorized traffic. After that we followed winding country roads which cut through breathtakingly beautiful citrus groves for miles upon miles. All very pleasant. Then we arrived in Vallejo, or Ghetto lands as I affectionately refer to it as. That place was dodgy with a capital D. We had a right palarva trying to find the RV site. We asked loads of people, to which the response was usually 'Que? RV?'. When we finally found the site marked on our map we found that they didn't actually allow camping. So what did we do? Yup thats right we headed for the most dodgy low rent motel we could find. It was grotty. The room next door to us seemed to be the permanant residence of three black women and 5 kids. We found out later there had apparently been a fatal shooting there only a week before! We locked the door and didn't stray for nothing or nobody.

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