Very few of us got much sleep last night in anticipation for our leaving of San Francisco. Many of us were nervous, eager, anxious, and had no idea what to expect of the coming days. But we all knew that sometimes we just need to step out of our comfort zones and take a leap of faith, and the Journey of Hope is no excuse.
Wakeup this morning was at 4:45, ouch! However, we soon geared up and headed north to the Golden Gate Bridge to meet our families for the kickoff breakfast. Everyone of us cyclists is so blessed to have such loving and supporting families and mine could not be any better. My mom really toughed this morning out, I could tell she was holding back some tears. At around 8am, we crossed the bridge heading south, something I will never forget. The fog made the top of the bridge out of sight, but we could still see Alcatraz to the east. And boy was it chilly, 45 degrees when we crossed the bridge. We then proceeded to head south on highway 1 which offered some stunning views to say the least. Lots of climbing and steep hills, but it payed off when you got to fly down at top speeds with nothing but a cliff leading the pacific on your right and mountains and berry farms on your right. Today's ride lasted about 50 miles due to traffic cutting us a bit short, but racked up and rode into Santa Cruz for out 5:30 friendship visit with the Easter Seals of Central California. They couldn't have been more hospitable! There was plenty of food to go around: grilled chicken, chili, garlic bread, macaroni salad, and others, all homemade. The peole there were very special too. One man, Donovan, was a multiple gold medalist in the Special Olympics. And another man, Todd, shared nearly identical movie interests with me. All in all it was a fantastic day and I am looking forward to this summer greatly . Wakeup at 5:30 tomorrow, goodnight everyone!
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