This is the final ride in our exploration of parks near Crockett and Martinez (you can see the other two journeys here and here.) TBO and I always inadvertently use the steepest access points to the ridge — so there was definitely some hike-and-bike action today — but it’s worth it to see the breathtaking views of the green hillsides, Mt. Diablo and the Carquinez Strait. Then we took an easy post-ride jaunt along the new George Miller bike path, which TBO hadn’t ridden yet (he missed its former incarnation when the pavement was painted with graffiti and cracked and worn from the weather.)
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Carquinez Regional Park is a beautiful area to hike near the small town of Crockett — especially when the hillsides are lush and green — and it offers lovely panoramic views of the Carquinez Strait. A perfect place to take the shibas!
This was my first year riding the annual “Davis Dart” organized by the Davis Bike Club! I corralled a team consisting of members from our weekly East Bay Wednesday night social-rando ride, “Ride to Eat”: Denise, Frankie (who unfortunately had to drop out at the last minute), Jason and Martin. We had a blast on our flat, fun course that began at 6AM in Martinez, wound through the Delta, traversed the American River Trail, then finished at Sudwerk in Davis. Thanks to Eric Senter and the DBC for putting together a terrific event, and high-five to my teammates for an awesome day!
Here’s a list of highlights:
Number of teammates in matching Oakland jerseys from Montano Velo: 4 out of 4 (thanks to Frankie for the idea!)
How many teams we saw at the start: 1 (Will Ride For Beer)
And how many teams we saw the rest of the day: 0
The total number of controls: 7
Amount of big-ass pumpkin loaves Denise had to carry for Jason: 1
Mind-blowing number of sausages eaten by Jason and Martin at our lunch control (LowBrau in Sac): 6
Number of pretzel buns vs. regular buns: 2-2
Bags of duck fat fries we nibbled on: 1/2 from our table neighbors, 1/2 of our own order
Number of ginger beers consumed: 3
How many times my camera decided to have a meltdown: 1
How many times I had to recharge my phone as a result: 2
Number of bridges we crossed: 9
Hours spent in the fog: 3
Miles spent on bike trails: 27
How many fucks given when a truck told us to ride single file when we were in a bike lane in Sac: 0
Number of times Martin’s Garmin got pissed at us when we missed a turn and went off-route: hella
Amount of happiness riding single track along the Sacramento River: infinite
City limit signs won by Jason vs. me: 8-5
How often we marveled at the scenery: non-stop
Number of happy randonneurs at the finish: too many to count
Total number of martinis consumed at Sudwerk: 2 (thanks to Eric W. for buying me 1!)
Number of beers consumed by other randos at Sudwerk: I can’t count that high
Shots of whiskey downed on the train back to Martinez: 1 (thanks to Steve H. for that one!)
I didn’t take a lot of photos on today’s permanent, a 68-mile ride that stops at Rivendell Bicycle Works in Walnut Creek, because it was tooooooooo damn hot. (It was 95 degrees when we rolled up to the bike shop just before 1PM. I seem to possess a knack for choosing the most sweltering day of the week to do rides.) When the thermometer goes above 85 degrees, I turn into a cranky, whiny, sweaty, salt-encrusted mess. So I was just happy to be slowly turning the pedals, much less documenting our journey, but I still was able to enjoy this fun route.
The fine folks at Box Dog Bikes organized their second annual camping trip that headed out to Anthony Chabot Regional Park in the East Bay hills this weekend. 16 of us rolled from West Oakland BART at 10AM to take the longer, 27-mile mixed terrain route with a lunch stop at the marina cafe. More campers joined in later in the evening to celebrate the summer solstice and enjoy the fine Vietnamese-theme feast provided by Lindy and Nick of Pedal Inn. Can’t wait to join in Box Dog’s next adventure!