Riding the 101 is like coming home in some ways. It is where it all really started for me. A trip to the USA with a friend to see what real training was like. I had never done a half little lone a full Ironman. I rode this highway like woman possessed. I loved it. Luke was around here somewhere but I had yet to meet him. We may have passed each other on the highway but we will never know.
It is winter here of course but even in winter it is beautiful. I was so glad I got to take "MO" out here for a ride.