A rugged coastal bicycle adventure shot on 35mm Velvia.

tur25We tried to start the trip early, but still got caught in some nasty headwind after leaving Cambria. Luckily the weather forecast claiming rain was wrong, and we only had to endure a short sprinkle.

tur3The views started getting quite pretty once we entered the hills of the general Big Sur region. Time for some climbing.

tur8Did I mention climbing? The trip feels like it consists of about 3/4 climbing! Easy gearing on the bike is a must.

tur5Reflector Rock and some distant surf possibilities. Sharky.

tur48One of many roadside breaks. We took a slow pace on the trip and stopped often. At this stop somebody looked down at the ground and found….

tur47…jade? Looked like it, but none of us were sure.

tur6The California poppies were in full force everywhere.

tur53The creek at our campsite had a healthy flow to it.

tur49It was nice to finally be off the bike. Day 1 was tough.

tur50Our kitchen was dialed in. Many oatmeal packets, cans of chili, and ramens were consumed!

tur57Some end-of-day celebratory suds went down as well.

tur54The cycling cap is a classic part of cycling tradition and is quite useful: it keeps the sun, rain, and sweat out of your eyes.

tur55When the sun finally penetrated the forest canopy in the morning, we’d get a chance to dry out all of our damp cycling gear from the night before….

tur56…..not to mention our tent rainflies. They would be soaking wet every morning from condensation built up from the humans breathing inside them all night.

tur22Before setting off, we took a short hike up the creek.

tur60The scenes were breathtaking.

tur62The forest floor was covered with bright green clovers.

tur59Calvin taking the high road.

tur27As we pushed on, the day wasn’t too long, distance wise, but contained quite a lot of climbing. Those hills over there are pretty tall!

tur66Cliché Big Creek bridge photo op.

tur26Hi, Tanner.

tur67Even though there was a strong northwest wind out at sea, this particular section of the coast dipped in and was protected, a nice change after getting blown around by headwinds all trip thus far.

tur28A pristine beach surrounded by pristine ocean.

tur10Calvin was frantically signaling for us to pull over; he had spotted a mother whale and her calf hanging out right off the beach…

tur65…and when I say right off the beach, I mean RIGHT off the beach!

tur32Watch out for pigs!

tur68Forest floor dweller

tur77Nighttime was…weird.

tur31Pressing on, we encountered the strongest headwinds yet. I don’t think the cows cared about that, though.

tur33Finally getting out of the headwind, we got to take it easy on 17 Mile Drive near Carmel. The last 3 days had been a lot of work.

tur34Yard deer.

tur13You can probably guess how much distance we covered on 17 Mile Drive.

tur69Arriving at the hostel in Pacific Grove. We got some amazing sushi that night. And sake. And beer. And whiskey. And a hangover.

tur71The next morning, Cal had some important calls to make…

tur70…and Tanner got down on the ebony/ivory.

tur35The southbound journey begins. We stopped in the Asilomar area to check things out.

tur15My bicycle is great. It’s set up nicely at this point.

tur63A closeup of some Golden Poppies…

tur64…it definitely felt like spring.

tur72Can you spot the nonconformist?

tur16The southbound leg of the trip was mostly easy riding. Once we got the to coast the tailwind would assist us greatly.

tur17In the first person.

tur29Some refreshments, perhaps?

tur37The view from Rocky Point. We rode down a driveway and had some much needed amazing food at the Restaurant there.

tur74One of my favorite moments of the trip occurred when I spotted a pair of hawks hovering in the wind looking for prey. They were staying in the same spot for up to a minute at a time, virtually motionless.

tur75The last night of camping was fun. After getting settled in, we headed down to the beach to check out the sunset.

tur41Directional shift.

tur40Tanner was getting into the ocean’s vibrations.

tur43The sea put on quite a show. The surf was HUGE, even more so that night. The half moon illuminated the waves just enough to see some giant sets, I’m going to estimate at least 15 feet high.

tur36On the final day of the trip I almost made Calvin crash to get this photo. We were crossing a narrow bridge that went over this creek and I looked to my right and saw this exact scene…I stopped suddenly and whipped out my camera, not realizing Cal was following close behind me along with a lot of backed up vehicular traffic. Sorry everyone! (I’m glad I got the photo, though…)

tur20The cars on Highway 1 all seem to be either motorhomes or rented Ford Mustangs. Here is Tanner pissing a couple of the latter off.

tur38Long way down.

tur30This really is an amazing part of the planet Earth.

tur18Tailwind! It just blew us right down the coast.

tur46The aptly named Ragged Point. After we rounded the point we only had a few more miles of the trip left.

tur45Hard work, beautiful views, saw one Condor, a lot of beers, a couple of hangovers, and no flat tires! Another great tour.

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