Sonora Desert National Monument & Maricopa, Arizona.

I am delaying my posts now due to an incident; a man I didn’t know used my blog to locate me. At the ripe age of 50 I didn’t think that this would be an issue, but oddly it is. For that reason, I’ve delayed my posts by a month for safety reasons. The encounter was benign but unsettling.

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With temperatures reaching low 100’s in October, when I took this photo, I needed to be creative.  In Calexico, I bought an umbrella and jerry-rigged it with some duct tape.  To protect the girls from the heat I started getting up at 4 a.m. to get to the day’s destination before the heat of the day reached its zenith.  The temperatures have been unseasonably high, by as much as 20 degrees.

 

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Janet and I met up and after I had crossed into Arizona, we dismantled the trailer and gear and piled it up into her snazzy RoadTrek to get to the hotel.  I also had several adjustments and repairs that needed to be done.  It took some driving around and visiting different bikes shops before I found the right parts and mechanic.  Janet is not only kind, but patient.

 

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I knew California was a big state but didn’t really get just HOW big until I cycled across it.  It felt like that Monty Python in Search of the Holy Grail scene when the knight is storming the castle but never gets any closer.  I was downright giddy when I crossed into Arizona.  My first 50-mile day.

 

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A regional delicacy?

 

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I passed a few canals along this section, I was surprised how just the sight of water elevated my spirit.

 

IMG_5693Cycling in the Sonoran Desert was magical.  The mountains on the horizon and the variety of cacti was a feast for the eyes.

 

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It was unbelievably hot cycling on I-10 through the sand dunes.  No shade to be found, I envied Bodhi and Dory’s umbrella.  Some of the sand dunes were tall enough that I could feel the heat waves radiating off of them.

 

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Bodhi loves exploring and nesting in little nooks and crannies.  She found herself a cozy nook in Janet’s RoadTrek.

 

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I pity the cow that has to graze in this country.  Slim pickings.

 

IMG_5620A surprisingly successful combination, there was a sign on the window saying they’d moved to a bigger location.

 

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A gas station had this facility for pets, it had cooling mist that I envied.  Great service to prevent pets dying in cars.

 

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My inner child was giddy with the motel’s space theme.

 

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Janet dropped me off at the motel, I was sad to part company but no doubt our gypsy paths will cross again.  Dory was crushed, she was quite smitten with Janet and her luxurious Mercedes RoadTrek.

 

IMG_5649My favorite campaign sign, a giant mustache!

 

More highlights pedaling through the Sonoran Desert:

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First sign of saguaro cactus.

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It’s hard to imagine it raining here.  If I hadn’t worked in the Painted Desert at Petrified Forest for a season I wouldn’t have believed it possible.

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Gloriously flat smooth paved roads.

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I refilled the water bottles at a remote school that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

 

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Felt absolutely decadent staying at a hotel casino.  Gambling baffles me so I stayed clear, but I did appreciate the beautiful room and pool for less than I’ve paid to stay in a Motel 6.

 

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This was a tough day.  Even though I got out early the heat was draining and there wasn’t a shoulder to ride on.  Met with the most aggressive and vocal drivers on the route to date.  Fortunately encountering hostile drivers has been rare, there were more today then the entire trip combined.

 

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A memorial for Sally, who made the olympic team, but didn’t have the opportunity to realize her dream.  While out training on her bicycle she was struck and killed by a motorist.  Poignant and sobering.

 

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Bodhi being creative in her quest for shade.  Lucky gal.

 

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Dory enjoying a solid nap.

 

Short Day with a twist

 

I was planning on a short day to give my knee a rest, but the Universe had something else in mind. The State of California closed Onofre State Campground early and didn’t post the closure on the campground website. When I rolled up to the entry kiosk, I received the news without enthusiasm.

20+ miles to the next campground, turning my short day into my longest day. The kiosk gal was great though and turned it around for me. She insisted on replacing my water with cold water for the extra miles ahead. I rallied, and it became a challenge instead of a disappointment.

I had just enough daylight left to pull it off.

I left Doheny Campground at 6:30 a.m. but had lingered at Starbucks thinking I had a short day. The sisters and I were interviewed by Road Warriors 360 for a YouTube channel, the creator, Jeff is an interesting, quirky guy. When he asked me “why” I was touring, my mind swirled with dozens of reasons, but I couldn’t put the why into words.

Hours and a lifetime later, I rolled into Carlsbad Campground just as the sun was setting, knee throbbing, but brimming with a sense of accomplishment. I had hauled 160 lbs of dog and gear 40 miles despite being in questionable shape.

Fed the gals, set up the tent, showered, skipped dinner and crawled into the tent. It took some decompressing via Facebook to finally rally to puff up the Thermarest. The sisters fell asleep the moment they curled up. I don’t think anyone moved until sunrise.

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Sigh. No notice of the early closure on the campground website.
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Dory making a rare front appearance. Normally she lounges like a princess. Through Camp Pendleton she was up front sniffing and wagging alongside Bodhi. Bodhi is usually wagging and nose to the wind, only taking short naps.
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In my defense I wasn’t pedaling in order to take a quick snap shot, I was going at least 7 mph. 😉 Camp Pendleton wasn’t the most scenic ride.
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A woman training a seeing-eye dog pegged the sisters and the bike as a good training opportunity and did several passes. Each time I held my breath hoping Dory’s simple brain wouldn’t fritz. Dory made me proud.
An inhabited section of today’s ride.

 

 

 

 

Photos from the Venice to Dana Point leg

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Road Warrior 360 visiting with Bodhi
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Dory getting some loving from another traveler.
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Doheny State Beach Campground
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Dory having a moment at the Huntington Dog Beach
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Pure joy
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Dory having several moments at Huntington Dog Beach
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Bodhi and Mandy, fellow Smithie. We had a mini reunion after a 27 year gap.
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Bodhi wishing she had one more cushion. She still managed to enjoy Mandy’s backyard.
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Mandy and Jake. Poor Jake was a bit shaken by Bodhi’s Jack Russell Terrier nature expressing itself.
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Canine companions waiting to be discovered.
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Lunch break.
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Amazing ride, about 12 miles of beach bike path between Venice and San Pedro.
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Alice, a wise old soul in a little girl’s body.
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Alice and mummy Sandra. Spent an hour with them at Starbucks in Venice. It’s been an unexpected perk meeting random interesting people.
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The Sisters catching a breeze in Venice.
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Hard to believe this is the touring route.
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Google maps has a bike option. Check it out, it lead me through funky alleys while I was visiting Venice.
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Strike a pose.
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Where’s Forrest? Hanging out in Forrest’s Treehouse in Venice pit stop. I met Forrest in Uruguay four, five years ago. Fun to see his USA emanation.
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The Treehouse’s tree.
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Soaking it in.
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Jake the Sphinx.
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Mandy with Jake

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