You’d think we’d be back to the usual Pescadero/Tunitas run, but not yet. There’s always something, and today it was Kevin’s lungs feeling hypersensitive to whatever smoke is left in the air.

So after a very slow (notice I didn’t say easy) ride up Old LaHonda, we headed straight out to the coast (San Gregorio) and returned via Tunitas. Sort of. We did a detour to pay a visit to K Keenan (aka “pilot”) on the way back but he wasn’t in.

But, a least three Corgis of Olive Hill we’re out again.