Category: San Diego

  • All Roads Lead to GO

    All Roads Lead to GO

    It’s appropriate that the last full day in San Diego was spent with Betty, watching a cold, windy rain with intermittent hail drench the cove while waiting for Fed Ex to deliver our new mattress. Forget that it was the coldest, wettest SoCal winter in 10 years. This San Diego adventure surpassed our expectations, because…

  • The Errands of our Sunset Cliff ways

    The Errands of our Sunset Cliff ways

    Having exhausted most of the bikeable destinations in and around Coronado, a drop the cell phone and crack the screen error created a 41 mile errand. We spent most of President’s Day grooming Betty and using North Island fitness center wifi to reflect on the speedy recovery of the markets and our response to it,…

  • Maritime Musings

    Maritime Musings

    It was the calm before the storm – the last half day of dry before departure from 30 days in San Viewego. As we’ve written before, it’s been a wet one here and the radar was telling us we could go to the ball, but be back by the stroke of 2pm or get walloped….

  • Borderline Friendship

    Borderline Friendship

    On the last full day in San Diego Eric mapped a route to visit Border Field State Park, the most southwestern corner of the United States, to get an up-close look at our controversial border wall. We made the ride to Imperial Beach once before, along the Bayshore Bikeway, this time adding street lanes and…

  • Cabrillo de San Viewego

    Cabrillo de San Viewego

    With two days left in our 25 day exploration of San Diego it seemed appropriate to visit Cabrillo National Monument which honors the first European man to step onto west coast land. A windy 55 degrees, we layered up for the 15 mile one way ride taking us into downtown Coronado, past the Del, marina…

  • Midway Ferry Tales

    Midway Ferry Tales

    Once upon a time we were commuters. Up at 6, out the door at 7, in the office by 8. Day after day, year after year, ugh after ugh. It had become a faded memory until yesterday when we were up at 6, out the door at 7 and in downtown San Diego at 8….

  • Checking Out

    Checking Out

    All good things must come to an end. In the two weeks as residents of Mission Valley’s Admiral Baker RV park we biked 300 miles, summited three mountains, toured 10 museums, invaded three beach towns and earned our San Diego bike warrior wings. Ready to move we spent Sunday and Monday checking out. First we…

  • Balboa Park Culture Club

    Balboa Park Culture Club

    In the words of Culture Club’s Boy George, “Do you really want to hurt me? Do you you really want to make me cry?”  Then buy me the 7 day, 16 museum Balboa Park Explorer Pass.  Signs and banners everywhere extoll the ONE PASS for all 16 museums. If the signs don’t convince you, the…

  • My Way or the Highway?

    My Way or the Highway?

    The I-8 cuts San Diego in half with its 12 lanes of high-speed traffic.  Each day we search for roads (other than QualComm Blvd} that cross this highway without it being a white knuckle adventure. Most of the time, however, we are depending on hand signals, the yellow vest and yelling to navigate traffic at the…

  • Kwaay Paay it Forward

    Kwaay Paay it Forward

    After 10 days of biking, hiking and touring San Diego our bodies feel the use. It’s not really aches and pains. Sore hasn’t set in and deterred us from activity. We don’t know the right word, but it’s the aftermath of exerting energy beyond our comfort zone and feeling it all over. Hobbling is involved,…