2 Leggett 2 Quit.
A little weird cabin in Leggetts became out home and drying rack for the night after a super rainy day, and a short 50 mile pedal from sleepy little redcrest. A town so small I’m not even going to bother to capatilize the name. We spent the night in a little A frame cabin with all of our gear spread out like schrapnel on the stairway to dry out.
After a short warm up this morning it’s looking like a highway change on to the Californa 1 for most of the way down to San Francisco, and rumor has it that as soon as we turn onto the 1, we’ll be staring eye-to-eye at the biggest, longest hill of the trip…
Alright. Blogging is not productive. Got to pack up and crank out.
Love,
cody
