So, yesterday, our son, The Professor, came down to our house on his bike, a Vstrom 650. His family drove down, and The Mama was very nervous, watching The Professor ride while she drove!
After lunch, while the family took naps, The Male, The Professor, and I headed out on our bikes for the loop around the Palos Verdes peninsula. Once you get past the congestion and general ickyness on PCH (the Pacific Coast Highway) and up into the rolling hills and horse country of Palos Verdes, it's a lovely ride.
Usually, there are stunning views of the Pacific Ocean, but not for today. A very low, dense, fog had come in off the ocean, and there just wasn't anything to see until we got nearly all the way around. It was cold and damp, too; quite the change from down on PCH, where it was sunny and in the 70s.
We stopped at our usual lookout for a stretch and a snack, and we were able to see a bit of ocean. Then, back through San Pedro, up the 110, to PCH, and then home, 52 miles in all.
And, today, I'm paying for that ride through that chilly damp fog. I woke up yesterday with a scratchy throat and tried to ignore it, but today, I'm in the full grip of something nasty. Still in my jammies, which is probably more than you wanted to know...