Mason and I both consider Fall our favorite season. We clearly love it for different reasons. I love layering on the fashion…he loves the cooler weather for more outdoor activity (aka biking season). I was hesitant when he asked to spend the first day of Fall on a 22 mile cruise. But it was a great afternoon along the beach to break the bikes out for our first ride of the season.
We parked at the Trestles Beach parking lot and headed south on the marked bike trail through the San Onofre bluff campgrounds. The weather was perfect. The trail was pretty desolate and we worried if we were following the correct one along the abandoned Old Highway 101. As we arrived at the north entrance to Camp Pendleton, a tiny gate big enough for a single bike rider allowed us to pass through. We read the rules: carry I.D., must wear helmet, no radios. It quickly got eerie as Mason and I both felt slightly unwelcome. But we forged ahead and stayed in our lane, thinking we’d see government humvees or some sign of Marine training along the road. We made the mutual decision to turn back when we reached the Las Pulgas gate into the Marine base. The government vehicles and border patrol looked too creepy to pass by.
I will be the first to admit that I got cranky and tired on the way back at mile 14. Mason let me stop and take as many breaks at the vista points as I needed. I quickly drank up the last drops of his camel water pack. Thanks babe! Is it sad that he promised me Pinkberry as motivation to make it back to the car? He sure knows the way to my heart :]
Our first bike ride was beautiful, but I would have enjoyed riding closer along the shore instead of high up on the bluffs. It was just plain weird to ride on government property and we’ll probably wait to ride on it again.