Day one, San Diego to Alpine.
The winter storm with pounding rain was over by sunrise. Heavy snow above 2000 feet prohibited travel past Alpine. With clear sky and chilly temperatures, the journey began. A large group of Santa Maria and San Diego supporters clothed in neon yellow "Drive Cell Free" tee shirts wished us well. The presence of friends, family, and some old friends of Eric, moved my heart! People have been so kind and caring to us. After the obligatory dip of the rear wheel in the Pacific, ten cyclists pedaled to a nice Mexican food lunch in Alpine. Now the fan fare is over and I am left alone with that titanium appendage. Tomorrow, the mountains.
Each journey begins with one step, or one pedal stroke. Glad today was so clear for this trek's beginning. Know that you pedal for the dead but also for the living. We are all connected somehow.
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