In about 45 miles after 6 and 1/2 hours of riding my bicycle through the San Fernando Valley and down Malibu Canyon I finally arrived at my campsite in Leo Carrillo State Park. The website was vague and no one answered the office phone when I called before embarking on my journey, so I had no idea if there would be campsites available.
A pickup truck pulled up to the ranger booth before me, and the young ranger told the driver, “Sorry, all of our campsites are full tonight.” My heart dropped a bit. If I had to ride any further to set up camp I think I would have broke down. I had hope that there would be some of the hiker/biker spots still available. The truck pulled away and I inched forward. “Do you have anything for me,” I asked. “Yes we do,” he responded. I felt relief. I made it. I could set up camp, take a shower, refill my water and watch the sunset.
After getting my camp together I crossed the PCH and strolled down the rocky beach. The sun was setting and the temperature was warm, mixed with the cool salty breeze of the pacific. Kids played in the sand and teens jumped into the icy waves. I took in a deep breath. I did it. I made my first long distance ride with all of my gear. I snapped this shot of a lifeguard stand that overlooked the rocky beach. Then I headed back to camp and settled in for the night. The next day, I would have to ride back, and it would all be up hill. The challenge was just beginning.
(Repost of my 2014 Pacific Coast Tour Instagrams)