Our Pacific Coast Bike tour is O V E R . We’ve been back for a while now but it’s taken me this long to process the trip and figure out what I wanted to say about the amazing experience of riding 946 miles in 22 days with 2 tandems and 2 kids under 12.
Can I just say Wow and leave it at that?
I have to admit we’re all pretty sad about being home. It’s taken me this long (almost 4 weeks) to even think about blogging our trip: acclimating to real life and accepting that we we’re back has been tough. Good thing we’ve had out-of-town visitors for the past 3 weeks to keep us busy, we haven’t had time to wallow too much.
I’m not alone in my malaise: 3/4 of our family (the 11-year-old is a tween, what do you expect?) experienced extreme let down for the first week home and had a hard time getting back to “our normal life” Our 9-year-old summed it up perfectly when recounting our adventures to a friend, ” I miss our trip”.
Yes, I miss our trip too.
After we arrived in the Bay Area, slept a lot and enjoyed 4 rest days with friends and family in San Rafael and Oakland, we were ready to head out again. If we had more time, we would have continued South for another month or more. I’m not kidding, even the kids were ready to continue. There’s something about bike touring: simply put, it’s addicting.
I still miss our trip but have stopped thinking about it on a daily basis, so I guess you can say I’ve re-acclimated to life in the city.
If you have bike toured or gone on an extended adventure of any kind, I’m sure you can relate. Bike touring epitomizes a simple existence: take only what you can carry and leave the rest behind. Extra stuff = enormous burden.
The daily touring routine consists of 3 basic needs: eat, ride, and sleep (wake up, make and drink ample amounts of coffee, eat breakfast, take down camp, pack up, ride and ride and ride, eat and eat and eat, arrive at your destination, set-up camp and do it all over again).
22 days of pure simple family touring bliss.
Once our bodies adjusted to the physical intensity of pedaling 50+ miles a day and 5000+ feet of climbing , the trip became easy.
Weird to type those words. Many of you probably think I’m crazy for claiming that pedaling 946 miles on 2 tandems in 22 days with 2 kids under 12 was easy. But it was. Our first tour: a 200 mile trip to the San Juans last summer was way more difficult.
I’m not kidding, after the 1st week (when we all talked about our butts A LOT) and experienced daily physical exhaustion that the kids had never experienced and the parents hadn’t experienced in a while, we got into a good rhythm and just clicked along like a well-oiled machine.
I won’t bore you with the details in this post, but I can assure you that we all have a lot to say about the tour but will dish it out in separate posts in the coming weeks and months. The kids both want to write posts as well.
Possible future posts =
- just us: amazing family time, no media or outside influences
- people we met along the way
- highs and lows
- tandems on public transportation
- garbage in the ditch
- animals: dead and alive (who do you think wants to write those?)
I’ll leave you with some stats and the promise to write more:
- 946 miles
- 22 days
- biggest mileage day: 71.6 miles
- biggest climbing day: 6870 ft
- 4 hotels
- 17 nights of camping
- 1 flat
- 1 crash
- countless animals (dead and alive)