Nothing ever happens

Nothing interesting ever seems to happen. Life needs more explosions.

Day 6: HOMECOMING!

View Day 3: HOMECOMING! in a larger map      Today was homecoming. We all got to see our families, rest, and best of all, there was cake! Also, I wore my roosevelt shirt. As you can see, I have great school spirit... for the wrong school!!

Larger Voices Calling: Dragons, Dreamers, And Doers Day 5-Los Alamos...Drum Canyon...Santa Rosa Road...Buelton

View Larger Voices Calling: Dragons, Dreamers, And Doers Day 5-Los Alamos...Drum Canyon...Santa Rosa Road...Buelton in a larger map      Today was the drum canyon ride; the 2nd hardest ride of the trip. I am happy to say that we all survived. Also, today we took a break at a vineyard, and we were in speed groups again. I guess that's pretty much all that happened today. We were driven to Los Alamos, and we ended at Flying Flags. I remember there was first a big hill, then we went down the big hill, then we biked in the hilly flat stretch. For dinner, we had chile. Or it might have just been soup (I cant remember!). The campfire was extra long that night.

Larger Voices Calling: Dragons, Dreamers, and Doers Day 4-Dunn...Ballard canyon...Buelton

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     Today was one of the boring days. We didn't do much but ride today. It was flat and long. It was hot but not as hot as on wednesday. There was no breeze, either. We were all ready to be done. I wanted to go home and see my dog, and my family was flying in from Colorado, so I wanted to see them too. At least the campsite tonight has a shower, though. This was the day that nothing at all happened at all. We got started at a baseball park at Dunn, and we biked to Flying Flags campground. We didn't stop, we didn't take any breaks, we just rode.

Larger Voices Calling: Dragons, Dreamers, And Doers Day 3-Nojoqui...Solvang...Los olivos...Dunn

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     Today was the day that we rode the nice flat stretch at a leisurely pace, stopping at a few shops along the way. It was also very hot. We were in speed groups this time, instead of families. It was a very short ride. The first shop was the apple farm; "apple lane farms", and the second was a shop in Los Olivos. One of the funniest memories that I have from there was when my friend tried an Icee that he found in the trash, and said "Tastes less like blue-raspberry, and more like... 'putrid purple'"