Why are you even asking? Of course we rode this morning!

For once, the forecast was mostly right. The rain this morning wasn’t torrential, but it was definitely rain, not drizze. Not much wind, thankfully, but not the warm, pineapple-express sort of storm that is almost pleasant.

Slow? Oh yeah, slow. I was as slow this morning as I felt fast (ok, relatively fast) on Sunday. And Kevin was a fast today as he was slow on Sunday.

Not much traffic, despite the continuing closure of 84. The ride up was pretty uneventful; no wildlife sightings of any kind, not even deer or squirrels. We didn’t risk continuing south on Skyline due to the danger of getting trapped between fallen trees, no did we do an extra loop consisting of Swett and Tunitas. Why not the latter? 37F and rain is not a pleasant thing to spend much time in!

Thankfully this is the last of the “weather” for a few days, or so they say. In the meantime, I have a house without power (again!) but at least the water heater works. Could be worse.

Rare ride where I was stronger on OLH and the run to the coast. Kevin got me on Tunitas though.

Sunday, another dreary-looking Sunday, where we’d be met with wet roads, drizzle, and nothing truly epic in nature. Or should I say, epic from nature? We left shortly before noon and thankful it wasn’t as cold as it’s been; I didn’t even need to turn on my electric gloves! Had to take a bit of a detour due to a downed tree on Mountain Home; maybe that gave me more chance to warm up before the climb?

But Kevin wasn’t feeling very frisky, and for the first time in ages, was lagging behind me on Old LaHonda. And for the first time in ages, I wished my rain bike had a power meter, because I felt like I had something on tap!

Extra traffic on Old LaHonda wasn’t a thing, despite a warning sign at the bottom telling bicyclists to stay away. Really? Mud & slime an issue only for the last half mile or so, and no issue for us with traction.

West Old LaHonda remains instact, although the part where the road has been undercut is looking a bit worse (more pavement just kind of dangling out there in the air). At the 84 end, we stopped for a bit so I could query Kevin on how he was feeling, whether he needed to cut the ride short. No, he figured we had to do the ride we were supposed to. Not too bad a headwind on the way to the coast; I pulled the entire time, again, another unusual thing lately.

Stopped at San Gregorio General Store for coffee and something new- Persian Love Cake. Not sure exactly what it is, but it was pretty good. Here’s a link to it.

Finally, on the Stage Road climb up to Highway 1, Kevin had the upper hand, riding more strongly. Must have been a result of re-contemplating-life over coffee? And Tunitas, he was doing pretty well there as well. Stopped a couple times to take photos. LOTS of much right at the entrance to the forest, due to a mudslide.

Overall, another better-than-expected ride.