|End of the Road - U.S. / Mexico Border|
Today we all left camp at the same time. I think that there was a sense of togetherness on our final day of cycling. We ate breakfast at a local cafe and hit the road for a long day in the saddle.
|The Morning After|
|Everyone had the Same Idea|
Nearing the border, we rolled past horse ranches as the heavy fences began to appear in the distance. I started to slow, taking it all in. Finally, I cycled up a short hill overlooking the ocean. The fence extended out into the water. An official in a border security truck stared out at the sea, intently watching for swimmers trying to cross the boundary. Looking up, I watched gulls freely surfing the sky.
For years, I've wanted to cycle the U. S. Pacific coast. I knew that this ride, like any grand adventure, would allow me to gain new perspectives unattainable by other means. I am certainly better for the experience.
Right now, I'm in the process of reflecting on this tour. In time, I will start narrowing the choices for my next extended adventure. I look forward to this.
Writing about this trip has been a tool for reflecting on life in the moment. In the future, I will undoubtedly find it interesting to look back and, in a small way, relive the ride. I may also get a small glimpse at who I was while pedaling down the Pacific.