Friday 21st June 2019, Santa Rosa.
I had expected a pleasant day’s cycling through beautiful countryside with a gentle descent. I had reckoned without the wind that at times was horrendous. I arrived knackered.
The excitement of the day was being stopped by a Police car. I had been riding along the road ( not a freeway) for a few miles as the hard shoulder was all cracked and very rough. A motorist had reported me. The policeman accepted my explanation, took my details and wished me well.