So about two months ago my uncle, who is an avid cyclist, asked me if I wanted to take a cycling trip from Phoenix AZ – where he lives – to San Diego, CA. You should always say yes to such adventures and so I did. After a month of training and prepping my bike, I flew out to Arizona with my bike to start this week long journey.
Now my uncle has done this ride numerous times over the years while I had never ridden more then fifteen miles in a single ride. Most of my rides ended with some kind of asian food reward. My favorite being Korean BBQ but I digress.
The concept of the trip was simple. Bike roughly 60 – 70 miles per day and sleep wherever you find shelter. Most of the time it was a motel. Sometimes we just camped by the side of the road. I have no idea what made me think I could do 60 miles per day. At about the 65 mile mark of the first day we ended up at a roadside gas station with a Subway inside. We had dinner and look at the map. About 10 miles down the road was a town that my uncle knew was bad news. We were forced to ride another 30 miles to a decent town where we could be reasonably assured that neither one of us would get shanked in the middle of the night. We did end up in a nice motel right next to a Denny’s and across from a truck stop. This was exciting because it meant we could have a breakfast in the morning was not Cliff Bars and trail mix. (Side note: I never want to eat another Cliff Bar again.)
On a technical note, I had JUST received my Fujifilm XPro-2 in the mail the day before I left for this trip. So all these photos where taken on that absolutely wonderful camera. It was about a week before I could actually examine the raw files but this camera is simply amazing to work with.
First shot I took. My Nephew Jack.
A very cute little guy that always tries to grab the camera as you take photos of him so you have to be FAST!
The colors on this trip were fantastic. Especially during the golden hour. I guess that’s why for the first few days I mostly shot the sunsets and sun rises.
Start Of The Second Day Of Cycling.
My knee blew out after 90 miles of cycling. I practically limped on my bike all the way to the motel. But the start of day 2 looked fantastic!
In a couple weeks, I will post photos from the final days. Stay tuned!