Week 11

Dad phoned last night. In a place called Fillmore which is about 20 miles from the pacific coast.  He reckoned he'd had the hardest two days cycling he's had the whole trip this week. Cycling through the desert with temperatures in the 80's and winds of 30/40 miles an hour . One cycle ride which should have take 4/5 hours took him 9 hours to complete as the wind was so fierce. He had been to a place called Big Bear Lake which was 7,000 ft and when he was descending back down he'd had to peddle all the way!  He'd got sand everywhere, in his hair, ears, shoes, all his kit!  On one of the windy nights he'd managed to pitch his tent in shelter, the other night he got a Motel to say in.

This week he will start heading back towards LA.

Filled him in with details from home, ie England lost in the football for Euro 2008, but were through to the rugby final. Told him to hunt down a sports bar/pub so he could watch the rugby tonight!  Think he'll be lucky if he finds anywhere showing it!!

Had an email off Meghan (from Seatle)  this week who Dad had meet on an earlier part of the trip. She had a couple of photos of Dad.

Having a beer before setting off over the Bridge.

Dad on the Golden Gate Bridge

On the bridge

Sitting down for a meal


Is that bottle of beers on the table!!!