Day 38 – Thank you Off Day! With over 700 miles and no days off the bike, my legs couldn’t take another day of pedaling. Finally it was here. I slept in until 8am for the first time in weeks. I didn’t want to get out of my “real” bed. I took a nice long hot shower and got downstairs where I had coffee with the guys and Russ’s family. We had a slow lazy breakfast while recalling all of our misadventures over the last two weeks.
Later that morning we all went to Russ’s family’s tavern in Petaluma called the Buckhorn. The dark hardwood walls reminded me of my family’s bar. It had a couple of pool tables on one side and elk and deer heads lining the walls. Russ introduced his dad, Bob, to all of us. He and Wes run the bar and a jukebox company together. Bob bought us all a round of beers. We all told our stories about climbing mountains, seeing amazing views and running from shady people.
After a bit, we all loaded up in our vehicles and went to the Washoe House for lunch. It was an old restaurant and bar down the road with faded dollar bills stapled to the ceiling. We had another round of beers and ordered giant burgers and fries for lunch. It felt so great to have a lazy day. We talked and laughed and drank a bit more before heading back to Wes’s house. There, Russ, Frank, Tom, Debbie and I all lined up in recliners in the living room. We kicked back and passed out to the sound of chimes blowing in the wind. I think I was out for 40 mins.
I woke up and Russ and I were the only two left. Frank and Tom went to buy tickets for some concerts they were going to see in San Francisco. We all cleaned up a bit and then drove on over to Julie and Tom’s house for a big family dinner. We all hung out and had some drinks as people showed up. Frank, Tom and I jumped in the hot tub and put the jets against our battered legs. The water was so hot, I could only sit fully submerged for 5 mins before needing to jump up to the edge. We told more stories to the rest of the family as they trickled in.
Eventually, it was time for dinner. We had a feast of lasagna, french bread, an amazing salad, loads of fruit, and pie for dessert. I was so stuffed by the end that I couldn’t move. I looked across the table at all of the amazing people around me and was filled with thanks. It’s amazing how you can set out alone on the road and end up with so many friends around you in such a short time. I felt like I was at home, and it made me excited to see my family. The world is so full of great people. I went to bed a happy man. Tomorrow would be a trip through Sonoma wine country.
(Repost of my 2014 Pacific Coast Tour Instagrams)