One of our shortest days and, due in part to our foolishness, one of our hardest. After much discussion on whether to backtrack or have a go our one the mountain roads to the coast we decided on the latter.
Mistake.
The …we are under attack…I’ll be right back!!! Another raccoon attack preempted – hungry little bastards!
Our scenic detour that the host at Goldeneye assured we could handle was a knee popper. It varied between 6 – 10% for 12 miles right from the first pedal leaving camp. The few flats and downs gave us little reprieve and us, like the Cervelos were shuddering under the effort. We arrived in the tiny coastal town of Elk, 18 miles in just over 2hours…
Fueled with some food we continued south, in and out of picturesque coves, and jaw dropping cliffs-sides just inches from the road.
With today a laundry day and hoping to catch a stunning sunset, we worked quickly and found ourselves on another deserted beach to enjoy the late afternoon warmth, crashing waves, and this incredible sunset.
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| Sunset @ Manchester Beach |
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