Home Sweet Tired Bones!

Ahoy Bike Ridin Guys Watchers,

Well, they are home.  They came through with just enough aches and pains to prove they truly rode 530 miles in 7 days.  Icing their achilles tendons is the job of the day.  Clay is soaking in a hot tub right now and Pat is re-bonding with his remote -- a touching reunion.  If I were a betting gal, I'd say there might be a nap in their futures.

Some factoids:  

• Clay shaved so I would recognize him and looks like a leaner, tougher version of the kid I know and love.
• After attaching their biking garmin to the home computer they discovered that Pat reached a downhill speed exceeding 74 MPH.
• The highest grade they ascended was King's Highway the first day at 17.5%.
• The other 20 tough memorable hills varied between 6% and 12% grades.
• Average speed was 14.5 MPH including all the hills.
• Favorite ride was El Camino Real.  Beautiful and peaceful
• Most treacherous ride was all down Highway 1.  Semis whizzing past, one after another, an arm's length between cyclist and truck.
• Pat learned a ton about how to "do hills" from Clay.
• Both guys preferred not planning and taking each day as it came.  More exciting.
• They agree that nothing was better than a shower and a steak at the end of the day.
• Clay's most important lesson is "don't leave home without enough psyllium".

Clay and Pat are anxious to do their next ride -- on back roads -- up North -- in the summer -- camping along the way.  Any takers?

Thanks for riding along, 

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