day 15 - san francisco

71 miles today. I am in a bed between the solid walls of my aunt's
condo looking out into the bay. Although this rest is physically
needed, it is a touch daunting knowing that I won't be on the bike
tomorrow.

We all rode together: Adam, Ben, and our Canadian friends. In the
morning we pushed fast intervals through the winding valleys. Lunch in
Point Reyes then a confusing path up to the bridge. Crossing the
Golden Gate was surreal and marked the end of the tour for all but me.
Adam's parents picked us up and provided a hip meal in Haight
Ashbury(?). Then they dropped me here.

In the last two weeks I've visited numerous remote places, barren
roads, empty campground, hopeless towns. Yet for some reason I never
felt alone until now--surrounded by humans and human achievement in
one of our best cities. It is likely because of the glimpse of real
world it remedies. My life on the road is no life one can physically
or mentally sustain. He can only wish to.

- niko (by sf bay)