Final days into SAN DIEGOOO!! Final days into SAN DIEGOOO!!
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Oh, Hey!! It’s been a while since we updated everyone on our travels. As you probably noticed, Joe and I stopped keeping up with the blog RIGHT before we got into San Diego. We were just so excited to finally make it to San Diego….then thanksgiving came along…then Christmas…then well, you get the point. So this is our update for the final days into San Diego.Β Our next post will explain what the heck we’ve been doing since thenΒ πŸ˜‰

 

November 21, 2015

Glamis -> Ocotillo: 70 miles

Happy 2 yr anniversary to us! We’ve done a lot together and almost biked across the country. It’s been an awesome 2 years πŸ™‚

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For today, we packed up camp in a sand storm. Not literally, but it was VERY windy and it might as well have been a sand storm. I kinda maybe drank too much the night before and was not feeling good! That’s the joy of these bike trips though…if you’re hung over or not feeling the best you bike through it. I’m sure there are days where you don’t want to go to the gym or wherever…well I HAVE to go haha and I’m okay with that! I never have to worry about getting exercise.

After some greasy food and long, never ending roads we ended in Ocotillo. Population 240. I think I could see the whole town if I stood in the middle of it. There was basically 1 bar, 1 restaurant, and 1 motel (w/ 4 rooms). Joe figured out earlier that the restaurant lets bikers camp in the back. Since we had our campsite figured out for the night we decided to head to the bar and play a game of pool…and it was about the only option we had for our anniversary. It was fun whooping Joe’s butt πŸ˜‰

 

November 22, 2015

Ocotillo -> before Pine Valley: 40 miles

We had a great breakfast at the diner we slept next to. That was the least we could do to say thank you and we needed the energy for a full day of climbing! One more mountain to go….thank YOU! If there was one thing I have had enough of (for the moment) it’s mountains. I also thought we would be getting to San Diego today and after seeing that we still had 100 miles, I realized that probably wasn’t going to happen.

 

Do you see how close Jacumba Hot Springs is to the border!? Our maps routed us through that odd little town and we ended up biking right next to the wall that separates us from Mexico. We had to go through another border patrol checkpoint…the first one since Texas. They always just ask us questions about our trip and don’t care too much about what is in our bags. Of course we would be silly to be smuggling drugs…very slowly…on bicycles πŸ˜›

Both of us were felling pretty beat around mile 35 and saw this cool campsite on the side of the road. After several hours of pedaling up a mountain, the thought of relaxing by our tent for the rest of the afternoon seemed like a greaaaaat idea. And that’s just what we did. I wrote in my sketchbook, we gathered firewood, set up our tent and sleeping gear, made some dinner, and ate by the fire.

 

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November 23, 2015

Pine Valley -> SAN DIEGOOOOOOO:

Today was eventful! I never thought I would make it this far and it definitely doesn’t feel like I just cycled across the country! Today was supposed to be a slight uphill and the rest downhill into San Diego. We went pretty slow in the morning knowing that we were basically going to cruise into town. Little did we know that there were 20 more hills to climb…AND that getting into San Diego isn’t really a downhill at all. We were very confused. Ended up getting to the beach around 5 in the afternoon where our moms met us! They came running down the beach with balloons and champagne hahaha. That was pretty funny, but also very welcoming. We all had a great dinner together then we were off to the house that we rented for a week.

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JoeRuscito

β€œLife should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!”