They say happiness is best when shared.
Over the weekend got to share one of my favorite activities, bike camping, with the lady friend. The last camp trip we had turned out to be a disaster, so I was quite surprised when she said she was interested in doing some biking camping at Half Moon Bay State Beach. The ultimate goal was to have her leave with a great experience so I wanted to easy her into the whole experience. We drove and parked 3 miles away from the state beach and rode in with all the non camping stuff that would make her comfortable. Extra shoes, blankets, pillows, etc. At the campsite I expected a ton of cyclists touring down the coast and Half Moon Bay State Beach didn't disappoint. There was a good 15 groups of cyclists touring just about everywhere. We weren't even the only ones who bike/car camped. There was a family that brought their 3 month year old son and their 3 year old son bike camping via bike trailers. We shared a fire with a handful of the other campers and shared stories. We woke up in complete fog that burnt off in an hour that offered this amazing glow to the already beautiful scenery. She enjoyed her first bike camping trip and I enjoyed her company.
On a side adventure:
Afterwords got to spend some time with the family who wanted to go biking through Lake Chabot. Like typical family bike rides now we all switch bikes. My little brother was riding my bike up a pretty steep tells me that the rear derailleur is shifting weird. Thinking that it was no big deal I switch bikes with him. While riding down to push my mom up the hill the rear derailleur shifts into the spokes and bends the rear hanger. Rear derailleur is shot and the hanger in pretty bent. Bringing it to Rivendell. 3 months and I'm already breaking things.
Pictures prove that I break everything I touch:
http://flic.kr/s/aHsjBUQpo9-Manny "Don't shift into the spokes" Acosta