Day 3 has several very special stops. We start by climbing "Quad Buster". Some cyclists do it multiple times usually in memory of friends who have passed. We wait at the top to cheer on others.
The 550 volunteers on the ride, called Roadies, are assigned for the entire week to a team. There are about 25 at each rest stop and lunch. Each Roadie team picks a different theme each day and dresses up for the rider's entertainment. This was the Dorothy theme that day at rest stop 1.
Isabelle, Julio and Jan found each other for a photo at the RS1 before we climbed Quad Buster.
Isabelle was the first to the top and took photos of us.
Laura was all smiles to see us cheering her on.
Jan, Isabelle & Julio goofing off at a rest stop with old farm equipment.
We had lunch in Bradley, an almost ghost like town that supports it's school district with fundraising from selling burgers and other items to ALC riders.
After lunch we rode through Camp Roberts, the largest California National Guard training installation in the state. They allowed us to take photos in the museum and on the old tanks.
This is Mission San Miguel where we had another rest stop.
Wonder where 2500 bikes go at the end of the day? On racks and racks and racks. They are then scanned for the riders who can't remember the next day where they parked, so they can check in the morning via computer, to find their bikes.
In Paso Robles, at the Mid State Fairgrounds, we camp for the night and get our only indoor meal of the week.
Laura was all smiles to see us cheering her on.
Jan, Isabelle & Julio goofing off at a rest stop with old farm equipment.
We had lunch in Bradley, an almost ghost like town that supports it's school district with fundraising from selling burgers and other items to ALC riders.
After lunch we rode through Camp Roberts, the largest California National Guard training installation in the state. They allowed us to take photos in the museum and on the old tanks.
Isabelle, always ready for adventure, mounted the biggest tank in the lot.
Then she encouraged Julio to get up there too & pretend to use the gun.
Of course we had to get Julio, an ex-Lineman, to pose with the antique transformer.
He was a good sport about it.
Isabelle ventured into the museum briefly.
Wonder where 2500 bikes go at the end of the day? On racks and racks and racks. They are then scanned for the riders who can't remember the next day where they parked, so they can check in the morning via computer, to find their bikes.
In Paso Robles, at the Mid State Fairgrounds, we camp for the night and get our only indoor meal of the week.
Rootbeer floats are served by the staff. Rick was back in time to enjoy one.
