Hot Off the Presses

Before I get to my post, a fun fact: I have one page view from a person that lives in Qatar. We goin’ global.

Peter Rooney, Dan Diner and the Amherst College Public Affairs Department wrote a nice piece about my trip. Its another shameless bit of self-promotion – but hey – there’s a picture of me on the front page of the Amherst College website. That doesn’t happen everyday.

https://www.amherst.edu/aboutamherst/news/news_releases/2013/06/node/498948

If you’re so inspired, visit my donation page at https://secure.qgiv.com/hobnob/account/23840

The team has raised $36,508, and we’re hoping to make it to $40,000 by the end of the week.

The Mountains Are Calling and I Must Go

Less than 72 hours ago, I waddled across the sands at San Francisco’s Ocean Beach. It was 8am, and my 6 teammates and I had just dipped our rear wheels into the Pacific Ocean to mark the start of our cross country bike ride. The morning was fogless – which, I’ve been told, rarely happens in San Francisco – and my intrepid teammates and I set forth to conquer the continent before us.

Two hours, a flat tire, and a broken chain later, we had yet to leave the beach parking lot. So much for a fast start.

Amanda replacing her Chain at Ocean Beach. I guess that's natures way of saying what up.

Amanda replacing her Chain at Ocean Beach. I guess that’s natures way of saying what up.

 

Right now I’m wrapped in Flannel outside of a cabin in the Sierra foothills and very much bemoaning the romantic ideas I had about biking across the country. Sure, I’m still excited to meet people and visit places that I never would have before, but some chaffing and burning quads have been a jarring reality check.

As the crow flies, I’m about 121 miles away from San Francisco. 3 days and 200+ miles of biking, and I feel like I’ve already seen a lot of the country. From the traffic lights and glitz of San Francisco

Breakfast at the Java Beach Café in San Francisco.

Breakfast at the Java Beach Café in San Francisco.

 

To the people of Santa Rosa, California

Max, one of the riders, lives in Santa Rosa. His family and friends came over to his house for a dinner and fundraising event.

Max, one of the riders, lives in Santa Rosa. His family and friends came over to his house for a dinner and fundraising event.

 

To the flat roads and vineyards of Napa County

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Me and my lurvely, lurvely grapes

To some peacocks straight chillin outside of Davis, CA

Amanda and a wild peacock

Amanda and a wild peacock

 

to the bridges of Sacramento, completely deserted on an earlier Sunday morning

Crossing the Sacromento River into the city center of Sacromento. Locals call the city "Sac," which can lead to some confusion occasionally.

Crossing the Sacromento River into the city center of Sacromento. Locals call the city “Sac,” which can lead to some confusion. Its also just a really, really unfortunate name for a city.

 

to strawberry stands on the side of the road near Placerville, CA

Delicious.

Delicious.

Tomorrow we climb 5000+ feet through Carson Pass (hence the name of the blog post) as we make our way to Lake Tahoe. Stay Classy.

 

If you live in the Bay Area…

Tomorrow at 7am, my 6 teammates and I will be dipping our tires into the Pacific at Ocean Beach in San Francisco, and leaving on our 4000 mile bike ride back to Boston. For everyone who lives in the Bay Area, It’d  be great to have a cup of coffee together at Java Beach Café at 7am before we leave. Let me know if you’ll be going! Help me reach my goal of raising $702 by tomorrow night to reach $5000 total to benefit the joint work of FACE AIDS and Partners In Health. Donate on my page here: https://secure.qgiv.com/hobnob/account/23840

RAA Invite - Tire Dipping

Pre-Ride Prep: 36 hours to Showtime

Check out them undies.

Check out them undies.

Some pictures from my training and prep for the ride. With less than 36 hours until I leave on my second cross country bike ride, I’m starting to get more and more excited. Longer post coming in the next few days.

My bagses

Ryland, Kip, Claire, and Gordy Webb were gracious enough to put me up in San Francisco the weekend before the ride starts. We took this picture after a fathers' day hike through the mountains of Marin on Sunday June 16th. Huge shout out to Claire and Grillmasters Ryland and Kip for their amazing food. I haven't eaten so well in a while.

Ryland, Kip, Claire, and Gordy Webb were gracious enough to put me up in San Francisco the weekend before the ride starts. We took this picture after a fathers’ day hike through the mountains of Marin on Sunday June 16th. Huge shout out to Claire and Grillmasters Ryland and Kip for their amazing food. I haven’t eaten so well in a while.

On top of Twin Peaks in SF after training ride. I need a haircut. Fun fact: There's a gay bar in SF called Twin Peaks.

A kind stranger took this picture after I finished a training ride on top of Twin Peaks in San Francisco. I need a haircut.