It’s ten miles or so to the border, and as we’re staying here tonight, we don’t have to haul all our stuff along. We set off reasonably early to avoid the heat.
The bike route signs show us the way.
Well, sort of anyway. We find our way to the pedestrian crossing area, and then we’re there. The Mexican border.
We’ve cycled 1927.94 route miles to get here, according to the gps. We’ve cycled over 2000 miles in total counting social miles.
And that’s it. On the way back we stop for a coffee and I have a drink and an apple turnover. Together, I think they’ve got at least one calorie in them for every mile we’ve cycled.
And then that evening, we have some wine out of paper cups to celebrate. Oh, the high life, eh ?
Thoughts ? Well, the border’s nothing much, really, although as it’s been our destination for ten weeks it was a good feeling actually arriving. It takes a while to sink in that we’re done, and we have to cycle north to LA now for our flight home. We’re planning a few celebrations en route.
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