Riding the Swanton Loop

July 3, 2016

Sunday; long run day... but my left hip didn't give me a resounding "yes", and since I wanted to run the Firecracker 10K the next day, I instead decided to do a nice ride up the coast, visualizing those big manhole cover-sized oatmeal cookies at the Whale City Bakery in Davenport to spur me on. Alas, when I got there the place was over-stuffed with people and a long line even to just get a quick cookie. So instead I parked myself in the sun outside and enjoyed a fig bar I'd brought along, and engaged with an interesting character on his own cycling sojourn. Devan was from SF, and doing a multi-day random ride through down the peninsula and up and down through the trails and paved roads of the Santa Cruz Mtns. Outgoing, healthy, andexuded a really nice positivity, which was exactly what I needed after working on the lastest climate science stuff. We swapped stories, advice on equipment; he love my Serotta and extolled the virtues of quality steel frame bikes on bumpy roads - I agreed. He got me thinking, too, once again about getting a Brooks saddle. I didn't know they made the lighter weight Brooks Swift, and Devan swore it was the most comfortable saddle he'd ever had, after a few months break-in of course. My experience with my Brooks saddle when I first bought a 10-speed bike back in the '70's, was tough; I soaked it in saddle oil, I rode it, I whacked it over and over with a big hammer... I did everything, and it never did break in. I broke, instead. Eventually sold it, and that was that. Of course, those who've succeeded to the break-in period, like my friend Kent, also wax poetic about their Brooks. To the extent of almost being.... unnatural(!). So anyway, something to reconsider.

Free spirit Devin, at the Whale City Bakery

My special stop on the way back down the coast, north of Scotts Creek. The fresh apricots had a Serotta theme'd color going on which complimented by bike

Extreme digital zoom on a gull , a couple, a surfer, and a foggy moment at Scotts Creek beach, rendered in watercolor

Indian Paintbrush at their finest in late June/early July