We rode along the Tomales Bay for a long stretch, past all the oyster places and through Marshall, which was gone in the blink of an eye. We entered Port Reyes Station and stopped at the bank, a great bike shop, and Toby's Organic Coffee, where we got all coffeed up and I had a scone. I bought Toby a T-shirt of course--how many kids have a coffee shop named after them?
Everyone else rode 42 miles today, but my total was 48. I had it in my mind that the campground was 2 miles past Olema, when it was actually 2 miles past Port Reyes Station, just before Olema... But once I got 3 miles past Olema I stopped and reread the course notes. Did I mention before that I am geographically challenged? I got there OK, and was not the last rider to arrive, but darned close to it!
Dianne and I played some Scrabble after our showers while Pat was running around like a possessed person trying to get everyone together for a group photo. Tomorrow is our last day and he was so determined to get us all in a group in front of his camera.... well, he did not make it. Mary was nowhere to be found so she is missing from the photo above. Front row: Jenny, Pat, and Andrea. Second row: Barb, Greg, Marshal, Dwight, Cydney, me, Dianne, Liz, Chuck, Ross, Larry.
Since it was our last night together we had dinner at a restaurant in Olema. It was called the FarmHouse, and it felt very special to be clean, sitting at a table, with a tablecloth! And the food was superb! Pat presented Ross with a real Speedo... Ross, from England, had been referring to our bike computers as "Speedos" for the entire ride, and it really cracked up the swimmers among us!