The “New Post” button was awful rusty today after getting such a long break. That’s the way it goes when new life enters the picture. That’s right, Juancho is an uncle again, and it’s a boy. I have already begun the lobby for a knobbie tired stroller.
The blogger buttons aren’t the only thing creaky. the poor Fuji Del Rey made the long haul across the country in a box just to sit in the garage for a couple more days, and I haven’t been so spry myself.
That all came to an end today as I rolled up the coast with the Pacific Ocean off my port bow and a headwind in my face.
It was beautful. The sunshine never stops out here, it is relentless pleasantness all day long. I read about the heat wave suffocating the rest of the country and it seems odd, like I don’t remember what heat or humidity feel like. It was like reading about war in Africa. It is an awful shame, but what can one Juancho do?
Today was just a little 30 miler to Torrey Pines and back. I’ll try to ush it a little further next time.
Probably not though.