The first bike tour is probably the hardest; unsure on what to expect from the terrain, equipment and most importantly from your body. I set off from Portland with two of my closest friends, 3 bikes, 2 Bob trailers and a plan to be in San Francisco in 10 days. We only knew that we needed to go straight to the coast and then straight south via the pacific coast highway.
We left Portland after a big breakfast feeling fresh and full. The first leg was probably one of the harder days we encountered; the hills between Portland and the coast are long and tiring and when we unpacked for the first night we found an extra 15 lbs. in bricks and weights put in by our friends (revenge will be sweet). The following days were filled with rain, mist and chilly ocean breeze. The further south we eventually we found sunshine and warm weather.
The pacific coast is dotted with a wide variety of people, bikes, equipment and reasons for their journeys; some notable being:
· A couple only doing 25~30 miles a day and camping a lot
· A single guy on his way to graduate school at Berkeley
· Two older guys on a recumbent and folding bike that always seems surprised to see us at every day’s campsite (we were competitive with these guys)
· Two guys playing guitar for money and camping in the ditch every 20 miles
· Two guys biking from Eugene to Guatemala raising money for prosthetics research http://rompglobal.org/
· Some teachers with the summer off
· A handful of people unemployed and using it to figure out some of life’s questions
· A guy that had a fully loaded bike and was carrying two surf boards from Seattle and surfing every beach along the way
The scenery was beautiful and breathtaking; the bike path detours being the main highlights of the trip. In certain areas you are able to get off the main highway and bike through amazing scenery like Redwood National park, Avenue of the Giants, Umpqua Sand Dunes and many other postcard-eque coastal views.
The hardest part of the entire trip proved to be all the RVs that we had to contend with; why a RV needs to tow a Hummer is beyond me. Overall most vehicles were respectful and gave us plenty of room, but there were a few circumstances of having a vehicle “take a swipe” at us. Also there were certain roads (Hwy. 1) that basically don’t have a shoulder at all and is the only route to go.
The trip was a great time filled with endless hijinks, conversations and clear thoughts. It has been a long time since I have had the chance to bike for enjoyment (I love racing/training but it’s different). After biking 800 miles in 9 days it makes everything seem just a little closer and reinforces the ideas that you don’t need a car to get there.
Yet another epic looking house on the coast

Long misty downhills while competing for pavement space with log trucks.

Apparently North Dakota isn't the only state that loves giant roadside attractions.
