Some days Monterey Bay is just so ridiculously beautiful you wonder why would you ever want to leave. Today was one of those days.
I woke up sore and stiff from yesterday's nosedive into the dunes so I didn't make much progress toward SoCal. The Monterey Bay Recreation Trail is about as good as it gets for cruisin' in the sunshine. So I didn't mind the lack of "progress" at all.
I lolligagged. I piddled. I basked. I stared and I hummed. I barely turned my pedals, in coast the coast mode. I people watched at the pullouts. I people watched at the Wharf. I ran into Valerie and her grandson from San Juan. I ate my fill of Vietnamese food at Chopstix.
Why go anywhere else when right here is perfect?
What a lazy day!
Peace, Love, and Sea Otters,