By today all the lost miles were caught up and beyond. I had planned to stop at Santa Barbara but decided to continue on to the Carpenteria hiker-biker campground, another fifteen miles further down the coast. While the early part of the route from Lompoc to the coast was filled with killer uphills and a 7% grade downhill, once back on the coastal route it was a tailwind pushing me to a confortable 24-miles per hour pace. Going through town in Santa Barbara, it was crowded with tourists, and the traffic lights at every intersection, made for an annoying ride, having to go stop-and-go, and in-and-out of the clipless pedals. At the hiker-biker campsite several of the other cyclists, trekking the same route, were setting up camp and after having settled in, we went into town for some icecream and an exotic beer. This would be the last time we stayed in the same place as for most of them, the trip was coming to an end, for me it was just the beginning.
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