We enjoyed the coast, and I’ll be back later with more stories. For now though we’re taking a load off and celebrating Megan’s birthday in Wine country. Then, Yosemite.
There’s a lot to see out here on the coast, but its covered in a very thick fog most of the day. Yesterday we rode for about an hour in 1/4 mile visibility and threw in towel for several hours because we lost the will to ride. Also it’s rather dangerous to ride in those conditions. We managed to shore up our courage for a bit more riding and dropped anchor in Arcata for a rest day. It seems everyone in this town is as transient as we are, which is how I picture California in general. After encountering no end to really friendly yet suspicious looking people in Oregon I’m trying my best to not judge people on appearance. Sometimes I forget how terrible I look myself; clearly I’m not in a position to be judgemental.
A brief update so you won’t worry. Megan and I are slowly traveling down the Pacific Coast and enjoying most of every minute. There’s much to see so sun up to sun down we’re busy. We haven’t taken much explicit down time so I haven’t had a chance to upload photos. Does anyone really want to read about me riding bikes and looking at the ocean without photos? I think not. Know that everything is going well and the coast is as spectacular as the last time you visited.
In the long term we’re heading towards San Francisco, but starting tomorrow we’re taking at least a week long “detour” to Crater Lake. We hear it’s beautiful but it’s inconvenient. I’ve found that the best places tend to be the most difficult to access, so pack your bags we’re heading inland!
On the road south! Megan surprised me in Seattle a day early and we squeezed inside my one person tent in the back of a strangers yard. Seeing her did a lot to help me out of my funk, as the support of you all, and I’ve been feeling much better. Seattle is a great city and we explored as much as possible on foot while I waited on my replacement frame. As for the bike it’s not the same, but it’s close and I got it on close out so it wasn’t that expensive. We’ll stick to smoother roads and try not to do anything stupid until I either get the first frame fixed properly (maybe) or find something a little burlier. I suppose if I’m going to kill a bike riding it too aggressively off road is an acceptable way to do it. We’re beat so I’ll leave you with some trolls that we found near Ravenna Park in Seattle.
Under three year limited warranty,
I was up with the sun eager to get to the city and have my frame looked at. The ride in was a bit confusing but not terribly taxing so I made great time. I dropped my bike off and got some lunch. It wasn’t long before I got a call from the shop to tell me that the damage was far more extensive than I thought.
I rushed back to the shop to see it with my own eyes. The dropouts are cracked in several places (in addition to the longitudinal split that is intentional. It’s hard to explain but there are several hairline fractures). We talked through all the options, but it became clear that there was no good fix. Action Potential is dead and I killed it. It’s just a bike but it’s pretty heartbreaking all the same. I have a similar frame on order but it’s not the same model. July has been a low month indeed.
Back in the United States after a month in Canada; back in the saddle with working muscles. This is the nice time of year to be in Pacific Northwest and I’m hoping to find that legendary tailwind as I head south. First though, a stop over in Seattle to get my frame fixed and to meet Megan.