We began by rolling through the strawberry fields of Nipomo. If you are having strawberries from California with your breakfast, odds are they are coming from somewhere near here.
|I would love to see the machine that prepares the fields like this!|
The fields stretch on, well - forever! At least it seems that way. Riding by the fields, you can smell their sweet scent.
|"Bicycle Bandanna Berry Basket"|
So are we in Texas now? Pumpjacks and drills? No, this is just up the road from San Luis Obispo.
And while I know that they are invasive, non-native plants, I have to say that the wild mustard is so beautiful along the roads!
And I take some small comfort knowing that, in a pinch, we could stay alive by eating it.
This was all on the way up to our first named pass - which at 1552 feet hardly qualifies. But it was a long slog to get up it.
Other highlights on this day: the ride off the summit, along through the valley toward Atascadero. It felt really good to ride along at a good clip after trudging up that climb. And certainly we were glad to stop a spell at Firestone Walker Brewery, right on the edge of Paso Robles, where we enjoyed our reward!