Point Reyes Coast Campground

Point Reyes has two fantastic campgrounds, one of which is Wildcat, the other is Coast Campground. (the other campgrounds are either only accessible by boat or inland) We've been to Wildcat on the way to Alameres Falls but never been to Coast Campground. I saw that someone cancelled their reservation for December 30th, and the weather forecast for the 30th was good, so I shifted my existing reservation from New Year's Day to that day.

Coast Campground is uniquely accessible by bike. It's only 3 miles from the Limantour Lodge trailhead along a mostly flat trail, so we brought our bikes: I put my gravel wheels from the Roadini onto Bowen's. Boen's Salsa Journeyman was already set up with 38mm Pacenti Pari-Moto tires, and I brought my ancient Airborne Hardtail as it already had a trailer attachment installed. Xiaoqin, of course, brought her newly acquired Ritchey Montebello. I had purchased Rhinowalk Fork bags for Xiaoqin and Boen's bike, but only 3 out of 4 bags arrived, and Boen didn't like the unbalanced feel of having only one side. We also packed our saddlebags. The Yakima bike trailer was loaded with the car camping oriented Wawona tent and a backpack with all the sleeping bags.

Driving from home, we bought lunch in San Francisco and ate lunch at a picnic table along the way. Arriving at the Limantour Lodge, we saw that it had vacancy, but since we already paid for the campground just got out the bikes and started riding. The bike ride wasn't completely flat, and with a load I actually needed to shift to the lowest gear for the final approach to the campground. You actually saw the beach pretty quick, but the trail took you to the campground where there was a bike rack. We had Site #3, and to my surprise when we pitched the tent we had an ocean view. I was disappointed when I saw we had no fire ring so our firewood was useless.

After pitching the tent, we walked down to the beach and walked around before heading up the Coast trail. It was already 2:45pm, so we didn't have time for an extended walk but we'd never been on this part of the Coast trail before so we just decided to treat it as an out and back. Along the way, we could see various bluffs, beaches, and gaps on the cliff side through which we could see the ocean. We even spotted Elk towards the 3:30pm turn around point. It was very windy. We had talked to some campers who were leaving as we were entering the area and they said that it had been very calm the night before so this was just a sign of the impending storm.

Returning to camp, we made coffee and apple cider, then started making dinner. I noticed that there was a spot near the beach which was protected from the wind, so while waiting the requisite 10 minutes for the mountain house dinners to cook we walked there and admired the gorgeous sunset and ensuing light show. I'd forgotten to bring headlights, but between the two phones and my Garmin we had light.

The night was awful. The wind kept flapping and shaking the tent making it hard to sleep. Even the kids complained. By the time it was 6:00am Xiaoqin was up and in a hurry to go. "I'm not waiting for the rain!" We packed everything up and started cycling back to the car. To be honest, it wasn't very cold and I regretted putting on long underwear and wearing my jacket as I warmed up pretty quick.

We reached the trailhead and there was Yoyo Zhou and his daughter and son, whom I'd never met. We said hi and caught up while Yoyo helped us put the bikes back on the roof. Yoyo's wife showed up --- she had spotted us while we were riding and she was running and we'd never met either! We made brief introductions but since we hadn't had breakfast we were in a bit of a hurry to head home. I would only realize later that Yoyo's birthday was New Year's Eve!

It rained quite a bit on our way home, but when I got home I realized that the bikes weren't even really wet, indicating that all the spots on the windshield were because we were driving at 65mph. Nevertheless, it started raining in earnest so we were glad we got out with a dry tent.

Review: The Escape

 The Escape won an award for the best Sports-related book of the year. It was on sale for $3 on Amazon (and the library didn't have a copy). The book is an autobiography of Robert Millar (now Philippa York), a professional cyclist in the 1980s and 1990s who transitioned to being a woman after he retired from the sport.

What makes the book unique is that rather than being ghost-written by David Walsh, it is written as a series of conversations between Walsh and York as they are journalists for two different periodicals covering the 2020 Tour de France. So the book goes from the 2020 Tour de France to older editions of the same race from Robert Millar's point of view, which sort of makes you think that the various editions of the Tour are largely similar, going over the same mountains with similar rivalries between the various participants.

This is not true, of course. Millar retired from cycling just as the EPO era was taking off. Before that, the drug of choice were steroids, which weren't actually very effective for endurance sports. So while York does admit that Millar did occasionally dope, she could claim that while cheating was rampant it didn't have much effect on the race.

Probably the best reason to read this book is to gain an understanding of how someone could grow up wanting to be a woman yet was gifted with a strong body that could reach the pinnacle of an extremely male-dominated and demanding sport, but at all points could still wish that he was a woman. Keep in mind that Millar did marry a straight woman and had 2 children!

Having said that, you get the feeling that Millar was such a completely different person from York (Walsh mentioned that no way would have wanted to drive around France with Millar!) that her perspective on Millar was maybe quite warped.

I am of two minds about this book. On the one hand, I think I would have preferred a traditional ghost-written autobiography. The way the book was written it felt constantly jarring to flip from a contemporary Tour De France to previous races. I feel like I gained a lot more understanding of what a body dysmorphic person feels. But I also got no special insight on what a professional cyclist's life was like. Millar's story was just too unique.

The book is short and a quick read so maybe you should just read it and judge for yourself.

Review: Jan Ullrich - The Best there Never Was

 I saw Jan Ullrich on the used book shelf at the library for $3, and at that price I bought it and took it home and read it.

The book is written in what I consider an odd fashion, with the author going over Jan's career coming out of East Germany's training system and then joining Deutsche Telekom as a budding pro. His successes and failures (which are well documented) were at this point in the book attributed to his upbringing and personality (the guy loved food and when he was in his off season was famous for wiping out the contents of his friends' refrigerators).

Then you get into the later half of the book before the author brings up what was common in that era of cycling, which was doping with EPO. There's no question that Jan Ullrich was an enormously talented rider (his teammates described him going from getting dropped to beating them over 3 days during a training camp), and that everyone else in that era doped with EPO because there were no tests for it and the UCI simply set a hematocrit level that was acceptable, essentially giving everyone a license to dope up to the 50% mark. What I didn't know was that when the test was finally developed you could go back to urine samples taken from those years and it would definitely prove that Ullrich had EPO markers in his urine.

I have a controversial opinion about doping, which is that it should be allowed as long as the doctors and researchers involved documented and published what it did. The sport would change from being hero worship about bike riders to something like Formula F-1, where the true heroes are the engineers and mechanics rather than the drivers. I could definitely get behind a sport where the doctors and physiologists are the heroes getting paid multiple millions of dollars in salary and getting a share of the prize money. The contribution to medical science would be significant, and people would give up on hero-worshiping athletes simply for being genetically gifted. Of course, doping does distort the field --- the prize would go towards people whose bodies respond better to doping. On the other hand, none of the sporting events I've ever bothered to watch seem particularly big on "natural" human behavior anyway.

Anyway, this part of the book was badly written, I think partly because Dan Friebe probably assumes any reader of the book is a big fan of Ullrich and would know all the sordid details of his life already. I certainly didn't, so kept wondering why some irrelevant details kept coming up until the reveal of the doping scandal that ended Ullrich's career. The story all seemed pretty sad up to that point but then once you realized everyone in the Peloton was doping you found yourself wondering what was the point.

What was interesting to me was that Friebe indicated in the book that Germany became a big cycling country only after Ullrich won the Tour de France and Deutsche Telekom (later T-Mobile) became a world famous cycling team. I'd always thought that Germany was huge on cycling because I saw so many Germans on bike tours, but of course soccer was always more popular. In any case, apparently because of this Jan Ullrich got way more attention in Germany than even Lance Armstrong did in the USA during the period, which probably affected his mental health as well.

Anyway, the story of lost potential in the book comes across, as well as a note that while Ullrich never lived up to his potential, mental fortitude and discipline must have genetic components as well (and obviously many people will tell you we're all moist robots without free wheel), so overall Ullrich probably never had a chance despite his prodigious physical talent.

Building Xiaoiqin's Ritchey Montebello

 Last year, we purchased a Lynskey GR300 for Xiaoqin. But she never really liked the bike that much though she appreciated the SRAM Force electronic shifting, which was quiet, fast, and consistent. There were probably many reasons for this -- the frame was probably too overbuilt and stiff for someone in her weight class. The bike was about 4 pounds heavier than her Ritchey Road Logic (which at this point has nearly 8000 miles on it!), the fitting never quite got there. Furthermore, the SRAM Force gearing bottomed out at 30/36, which is still a higher gear than what her Road Logic had --- that along with the bigger tires meant that the highest gear was much too high and the lowest gear wasn't as low as what was on her Ritchey logic. I've long been convinced that manufacturers design road bike gearing for fit 25 year olds with good knees and SRAM while much better than Shimano in this regards is still inadequate.

So we sold it. We had several ideas for a replacement, since having wider tires would enable her to do rides that her Road Logic (with its 32mm max tire clearance) don't quite have sufficient clearance for. These were the Fairlight Strael, the Ritchey Montebello, or the David Kirk Onesto. The Montebello won because it was most available (the other frames had at least a 6 month wait). The Trump tariffs also made the Fairlight much more expensive than it otherwise would have been.

Taking advantage of some black friday sales, I bought a bunch of parts and had Velotech in Palo Alto put the bike together:

• Ritchey Comp Zeta Disc Wheels
• Shimano Duraace BB paired with 160mm Shimano 105 Cranks
• Wolftooth 38t narrow wide chainring
• SRAM Force Mullet Groupset (Force brake levers and brakes, X01 Eagle Rear Derailleur, XX1 Rainbow Cassette 10-52, SRAM Eagle XX1 chain)
• Thompson Elite Seat post
• Ritchey WCS Skyline handlebars
• Ritchey RL-1 84 Stem
• Specialized Power Arc Pro Elaston saddle
• SRAM Force 140mm brake rotors
• Rene Herse Barlow Pass tires 700x38

I used the Stem Reach Calculator to compute the correct stem length to bring the reach and stack as close to her Ritchey Road Logic as possible, but didn't realize that Wade had shortened her stem on the Ritchey logic on a previous visit. It turned out that the Montebello's stack height was tall enough, however, that she wanted the extra reach, and we ended up not having to leave as much of the stem stick out as we thought we would need.

I tried to stick to as many Ritchey parts as possible on this build, save for the stuff that I knew worked well or were similar to her Road Logic. In particular, I had noted that the Lynskey's SRAM Force BB and Crankset were painful to extract compared to the Shimano cranksets I was used to, so stuck with the Shimano. The 12 speed gearing also allowed me to use a slightly smaller chainring (38t) to grant both a lower low gear and a higher high gear than her Ritchey Road Logic. I also decided to go for 140mm brake rotors for more weight reduction, saving weight not only by using smaller rotors, but also by eliminating the need for the adapter required to match the rear brake with 160mm rotors.

I considered the Shimano Di2 wireless system --- now that they have a wireless rear derailleur that can handle a 10-51 cassette they were actually worth considering. But I ruled Shimano out because the microspline standard makes it hard to get standard road wheels (once again, Shimano makes life hard for people who like low gears on road bikes), and the Ultegra level road brifters on Shimano components comes not with carbon fiber blades but with metal blades. Over the years, I've discovered that carbon brake levers act as insulators instead of conductors and are key to being able to use short finger gloves (or no gloves) while riding in cooler conditions. I do not believe I can recommend modern Shimano components to anyone who's not racing. I've been watching fellow tourists all switch one by one to SRAM setups, and I think Shimano has seriously screwed themselves by deliberately segregating their road and MTB gearing systems.

The net result was that the Ritchey Montebello came in only 1kg heavier than her Road Logic, no mean feat given that disc brakes, wireless electronic shifting, and hydraulics all contribute significant weight to a bike, not to mention the heavier frame, which came in at a hair over 2kg, which was disappointing as her Road Logic came in at 1600g, which was 150g lighter than specified.

What impressed me the most about Velotech was the master mechanic, Tom (who's the only mechanic in the shop) assembled the first bike with disc brakes I've seen that doesn't squeal, no matter how sharply I braked on my test ride.

Xiaoqin reports that the bike felt very smooth and comfortable, but the true test of any bike is whether you ride it a lot, so we'll have to see what the long term outlook likes like.

Capitola Overnight

• Video from Xiaoqin's GoPro

This year the kids declined to do any biking for Labor Day, and we ended up doing a hike or two instead. But for my birthday, I wanted to revisit Jamison Creek, a road I hadn't climbed for at least 15 years, so I booked a room at the Monarch Cove Inn, laid out a route and then invited Mark Brody to join Xiaoqin and I --- we'd taken the last room at the Inn but he found suitable accomodations in Santa Cruz despite their being a triathlon on that weekend. I'd always wanted to know how the Roadini handled as a credit card load touring bike, so rather than bring my custom Strong frame (which had the Ortlieb mount on it making it a pain to remove for just an overnight trip), I installed the Carradice Bagman on the Roadini and the Carradice Nelson Longflap, which unlike many modern bikepacking bags actually have a light attachment loop mounted. The Roadini had Conti Terraspeed tires on it, but I wasn't going on any challenging off road riding on this strip, so I installed a Michelin Power Cup 28 on the front Ritchey Zeta Wheel, and a leftover nearly worn out Vittoria Corsa NEXT 34mm tire on the rear.

Loading up with myself and Xiaoqin's minimal overnight setup, the ride felt heavier than I expected but on the other hand my overnight setup included a CPAP machine so that was to be expected. Mark Brody missed his train to Mountain View the night before so we couldn't get started until he arrived on the first train the next day, well after 9:00am. Eva would also join us for the climb up highway 9.

Xiaoqin headed up expecting us to catch her, but had forgotten that she was unloaded while both Mark and I were carrying a load. The climb up Highway 9 was easy though with the weekend traffic it could hardly be called enjoyable. At the top, we waited for Eva and then Mark. Mark had suffered from insomnia and did not have a good time up highway 9, so he wouldn't be able to join us on Jamison Creek.

Descending Highway 9 was fine. We were passed by 2-3 groups of cars but they occured at places where we could pull over. Once onto Highway 236 into Big Basin the traffic petered away and we arrived at the intersection with China Grade road having marvelled at how many trees had survived the fire with just charring at the base instead of burning. Mark was lagging, though, which meant that descending China Grade despite its washed out and bumpy ride was better than taking the extra 10 mile loop through Park HQ.

Arriving at the bottom of China grade, I waited for the others. The descent was scary, but if you pretended it was a mountain bike trail it's way easier than most singletrack at any beginner's mountain bike park. You had to be willing to stay off the saddle, however. From there it was only 3 miles to the bottom of Jamison Creek Road but we were out of water and stopped at the Golf Course just before the intersection to refill our water bottles. Once we saw the menu we ordered some food as well --- a salad split with Xiaoqin and myself to avoid overloading stomachs prior to a hard climb, and some Tacos for Mark to get him to Santa Cruz via Branciforte.

Climbing Jamison Creek was a bear and I wasn't looking forward to it given how warm it was. I was pleasantly surprised therefore, to find that it was almost completely shaded. It was still warm and my shirt and shorts were completely soaked by the time I was half way up, but it wasn't the scorcher it could have been. The steep parts near the intersection with Empire Grade road required getting up and standing on the saddle while breathing hard, and I questioned bringing the heavier bike for a few moments but once we got onto Empire Grade road the grade lightened up dramatically.

Empire Grade road is much like Skyline Boulevard, with swoopy curves, rolling hills, but with much fewer vistas than the latter. The traffic, however, was much lighter which made it a lot of fun. Once we descended past UCSC we were in Santa Cruz proper, where the route took us past the boardwalk and over the bridge. From there a road closure forced us off the route into some unplanned unpaved excursions but all was well. The hitch was the final block to the hotel where I'd gotten confused as to the street the hotel was on but two phone calls with the hotel manager solved the problem, and we found the place and were checked in.

After a shower and stretching we got dressed and went to dinner at Mijo's Tacos, followed by a short walk exploring the little cute hotels that looked very European on the beach. Then we went to Gayle's bakery to eat chocolate cake and buy secondary breakfast. (Monarch Cove Inn served breakfast but it would be anemic by cycling standards)

The next morning we got up early enough to see the sunrise over the water from the Inn grounds! On the West Coast you don't expect that but the position of the Inn,, the time of year, and the Monterey Bay all conspired to give us a beautiful view of the sun over the ocean fog. Mark arrived just after we'd had breakfast and were packing. We checked out of the hotel and rode the traditional "apple pie ride" route over to Trout Gulch Road and to Corralitos before starting the climb up Eureka Canyon.

Eureka Canyon is a beautiful and lightly traffic'd climb through the redwoods to Summit Road. While the surface is bump and in many places falling apart, at climbing speeds that doesn't bother the cyclist much. The shade helped a lot and even at the top the sun wasn't bothersome. We had a quick snack at Buzzard Lagoon road and therefore skipped the summit store in favor of beelining to Los Gatos via the Los Gatos Creek trail. We even skipped Aldercroft Heights and the long way around the lake in favor of a dirt trail Xiaoqin had found earlier this. year.

After the ice cream Mark headed off to the San Jose train station while Xiaoqin and I made our way home. It was a great trip at over 100 miles in 2 days with almost 10000' of elevation gain. The Roadini more than proved itself a capable credit card touring machine.

Review: Hileen replacement nosepads for Oakley cycling glasses

 One of the most annoying things about cycling with glasses is when they keep sliding down your nose. I've tried stuff like nerdwax which works for ordinary glasses, but those absolutely do not work with cycling glasses like my preferred Oakleys.

I did notice that Amazon sold replacement nosepads by various Chinese manufacturers, and the Hileen one advertises that they make special Asian-fit nosepads. I bought them and installed them and used them all throughout the tour this year. They alleviate the problem, but don't make it completely go away. It turns out that the most likely cause of glasses slipping is your helmet being a bit loose and rattling down on your glasses and causing them to slide down.

After I got back, I decided that this wasn't helping, and then switched to the original pads that came with my glasses. Wow, the originals were so much worse that I immediately switched back after one ride. So these are effective. Recommended.

Review: Wolftooth Encase Hex Wrench Kit

 If you have a minimalist toolbag on your bike, you probably at some point run out of space. One alternative is to stow your tools into your handlebar, but then it would rattle. The Wolftooth Encase system solves that problem by wrapping the tool in a rubber sleeve that slips into your handlebar end so it doesn't rattle.

The wolftooth system comes with a spoke wrench, 2, 2.5, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 8mm allen wrenches, a collection of torx wrenches, a spoke wrench, and both flathead and philips heads screwdrivers. The handle features a swivel head so you can place the tool in the right place. Cleverly, the swivel happens in only one plane so you can still rotate the tools when screwing or unscrewing something.

The penalty is that all wolftooth systems stuff is extremely expensive. I bought it only as part of a scratch and dent sale and it was still expensive. There's also a corresponding encase sleeve with a chaintool, but since one of my two handlebar end spots is taken up by a bar end shifter, I only bought the wrench set.

I was skeptical of how easy it was to get the entire toolkit flush with the handlebars, and indeed it doesn't sit flush, but that's a good thing --- when you need to extract the toolkit, you still need a bit of extra grip so you can pull the tool out.

Identifying the correct sized wrench is a bit of a headache --- the labels aren't quite easy to read, especially in the dark, but after a bit of fumbling you can get it out. With magnetic attachment systems each bit fits right into place with a satisfying snap. However, the magnetic attachment system is not very strong. I left a bit in a hex socket once after tightening when I removed the body but the bit remained in place. No problem, as soon as I reached to put the bit back into place I discovered the problem.

Everything is held together with rubber bands that you have to slip off when you need to extract a bit for use. It's a bit of a hassle, but I have yet to lose a bit.

Compared to the regular multi-tools, it's light and saves a lot of space. But it's also too expensive for me to deploy on all my bikes, so it only gets used on my light day-riding/commute bike. I can recommend it if you have only one bike, but I suspect a bigger saddlebag is a better (and cheaper) option for most.

Long term review: Waxing Chains

 I've been waxing chains on my family's fleet of bicycles for about 18 months. When I first started doing this, I considered it a hassle (and to some extent it's still a hassle). First, I had to clean the drivetrain fairly thoroughly (I didn't do a perfect job). I also made the transition during a winter where it actually rained quite a bit and found myself having to rewax the chain after each rain.

Over time, I transitioned first the tandem and when I built up Xiaoqin's Ritchey Road Logic and Bowen's Roadini I started them both on waxed chain. The tandem wore out a SRAM 1101 chain after only 1000 miles despite my waxing it, making me question whether the wax was helping a lot. But my custom single bike had gone over 6000 miles without the chain wearing out, which made me think that the tandem experience was due to my using a $10 chain instead of a $30 chain. I switched that bike over to a Shimano CUES chain just before last year's tour and sure enough, despite the tandem load and two tours, the chain is still going strong.

Xiaoqin had the same SRAM 1101 chain fall apart in the wax port, something that I couldn't attribute to any wear. I decided she rode enough to have two chains waxed at the same time, and would just swap chains whenever one needed to be waxed. This makes the process much easier and you're never at risk of having a bike out of service because the chain is being waxed.

We also tried the Silca Endurance Chip. I was skeptical that it would have any benefit, but this winter, Bowen went through fairly rainy commutes, and his bike was always outside exposed to the rain when he was at school. Despite that, the chain was still good, and he toured on the same chain (with a wax job both before and after the tour).

During the tour we exposed the bikes to rain on a somewhat frequent basis, and the bikes also rode through substantial gravel. In all cases, we only added liquid wax lubricant after a rainy ride. When the tour was over I measured all the chains and none of them had worn!

We now have only 4 bikes in the fleet that have not converted to wax lubrication. My Roadini, Boen's Salsa, my MTB, and Xiaoqin's MTB. All of them will get converted when their existing chains wear out. The implication of waxing means that chains are no longer consumables, and it's justifiable to buy chains that match the color of the frames for instance. It also means that I'm willing to run more expensive cassettes going forward as those will also not be consumables.

To my surprise, I'm now a chain waxing advocate. It's a hassle, but it does seem to provide benefits commensurate with the hassle involved.

Review: Gabaruk 11-50 11s cassette

Gabaruk's 11-50 11s cassette can be gotten for $211. For a weight savings of approximately 300g, it handily beats the $1/gram of weight savings metric that most cyclists use when considering equipment. I bought two, one for Xiaoqin's Ritchey Road Logic (getting that bike under 8kg with pedals!) and one for Bowen's Roadini after watching her experience with it.

The obvious benefit is that the cassette is lighter. It achieves the light weight by replacing the giant 50t steel sprocket with one made out of aluminum. In theory this means that sprocket will wear out faster. However, since we wax our chains, cassette wear is now minimal on all our bikes.

The big loss is in shifting performance. The Gabaruk simply does not shift as smoothly or as well as the Shimano m5100 or the CUES linkglide cassette. Just like older drivetrains, you have to ease up when shifting, and if you flub a shift, the cassette has a disturbing tendency to drop the chain and cause the drivetrain to shift all the way to the smallest sprocket, which usually is the complete opposite of what you intended to do. As a result, I do not recommend this cassette to tandems, heavy people, or the kind of people who want to (or need to) shift under load without easing up on the pedals.

Both Xiaoqin and Bowen complain about the shifting performance. On the other hand, when asked if they'd like the old cassette back the answer has usually been a "no." 300g is half a pound, which is a lot when you weigh in under 100 pounds like Bowen, and both the Ritchey and the Roadini are at a point where I cannot easily shave more weight from either bike. I'll continue to accept the weight penalty on my single and on the tandem, given that I weigh more and the savings is not as important, and I do ride in situations where a bad shift could be very undesirable.

If you are light or have a light touch on the pedals and can ease off when shifting, the Gabaruk is a very nice weight savings for a relatively low price.

July 4: Lustenau to Lindau (Germany)

The day started with cloudy skies but dry roads as we rolled the remaining kilometers down to Hard, a small town right on the Bodensee where the bike path deliberately skirts the edge of the lagoons before allowing you to cross the Bregenzer Ach.

Once across that river, the bike path finally allows you to visit the shore of the Bodensee, which we did. From there, I remembered that the bike path went past a playground with a zipline, but there was a detour which bypassed that and dropped us straight onto the path to Bavaria.

At the crossing, we stopped for a quick photo.  Riding across the bridge onto the island of Lindau, we had to start mixing with traffic. I was grateful that we were early as the traffic was light and what traffic there was had to deal with low speed limits and therefore bike friendly.

Das Ludwig was at the outskirts of the pedestrain-only center of town, and we got lucky by arriving while the cleanup crew was still around. The manager showed up and agreed to let us into our rooms early and told us while there was no indoor parking for bikes we could lock our bikes next to the umbrella posts outside the hotel and assured us that it was safe even overnight. This would be unimagineable in San Francisco or nearly any big city in the USA but in Germany it was OK. The worst that could happen was that it could rain on our bikes overnight, but we weren't going to have much riding at all tomorrow.

Having settled into our room by 10:30, we decided to do the touristy things in Lindau island, walking around the harbor, visiting the lighthouse, visiting the lion, eating ice cream, and buying lunch at the supermarket. After that, I looked to see if there was availabe swimming area, and discovered that Google maps didn't think there were any. I would later discover that the park on the West edge of the island had a swimming entry. 

The obvious place on Google maps was Lindenhofbad, which was a bike ride off the island. Xiaoqin was fighting off a virus, so she took the opportunity to rest while Bowen, Boen and I rode our bikes over to Linderhofbad. The location was actually very nice but when we got there the kids declined to swim, and there was no paddleboard rental to be had. I wasn't going visit the Bodensee and not swim, so I did a swim without the kids anyway. A swan went by me as I swam for 20 minutes in the open water.

We rode back to Lindau and in the supermarket found some snacks, including sweets that were actually labelled as Bon-Bons. We then met up with Xiaoqin and walked around town before having dinner at a fancy restaurant I'd picked out and made a reservation at. I thought we would actually stay out late and enjoy the sunset but a short walk after dinner to the West edge of the island and listening to a concert for one song and eveyrone was tired.

I looked at the train schedules and decided we should go for the 8:15 train, and having folks get up early to catch a train was not a bad idea so we decided to go back to the hotel and turn in for the night.

July 3: Lenzerheide to Lustenau

The forecast was for rain today, but of course the weather in the morning looked fantastic. After a very full breakfast in which we had custom omelets in addition to the buffet specialties, we headed up to Lenzerheide pass which descecnded rapidly through Churwalden before hitting a bunch of construction, which we had encountered last year coming up from Chur. That time, the construction forced a detour through unusually steep alternates, but this time, at least the parts of the road that weren't under construction was super smooth and made for a very fast descent, granting us a max speed of 46mph.

Past the construction, we descended down the main road towards Chur rather than use the bike path. At downhill speeds the bike is at least as fast as a car and there's no reason to subject your brakes to the twisty bike path. In Chur proper, we followed signs to the train station and from there picked up Swiss Mobility route 2.

The route doesn't go directly along the river, but instead detours to Landquart where we had ridden through on the way to Davos in 2022.Here, the bike path actually goes up hill a bit before descending into Landquart where our luck finally ran out and a big storm blew through, forcing us to take shelter at the Migros in town where we had stopped in 2022 to have lunch. It was too early for lunch, but the storm subsided in a bit and we went on as soon as it became a drizzle.

From Landquart the route becomes easy as you get a dirt road next to the Rhine river that turns into an asphalted bike path near Sargans. From here, you're within an hour of Liechtenstein, and indeed we soon ran into a school trip. Boen and I rode ahead of them as soon as we could, since some of the kids were quite squirrely. They gaped at the tandem as we rode by.

We hadn't quite reach the head of the school trip when they took a turn right onto a bridge right across the Rhine. I surmised that this must have been the Liechtenstein border bridge, so we waited until Bowen caught up. We then crossed the border together and tailed the school group for a bit until Bowwen and Boen got hungry. leaving Liechtenstein behind near Haag, we crossed another bridge back into Switzerland to visit the huge COOP at Haag, where we could buy hot food and Boen got his supermarket ice cream. By this time the sun had come out and we could shed our rain jackets.

After lunch we tried riding on the Swiss bike path again, but the problem was that it was next to the very loud freeway, which drove us back across the border again at the next bridge, this time into Austria. I realized that we were making very good time because the storm had changed the characteristic headwind from the Bodensee up towards Chur into a tailwind at times, making this trip much easier than I had experienced in the past.

In Meningen we found the first zipline playground that we had seen today, and the kids took several runs on it while the adults looked for lodging. I looked for lodging in Hard and Bregenz, but they were surprisingly expensive and there was actually not that much availability. Lustenau, however, had plenty of availability, and was fairly cheap, including an apartment that had a washing machine ensuite, the savior of all dads on bicycle tours. Lustenau would also fulfill Boen's request do a metric century, so we booked it.

The rest of the ride was fairly unremarkable, though once again the weather started to rain as we got into Lustenau. We ended right at the apartment we had booked just as a storm came down again. I realized at this point that the SIM cards I had bought Bowen and Boen were no longer connecting to voice, despite the claim of unlimited calling inside Europe for 30 days, so I called using my phone and managed to get us the code to open the apartment and park the bikes into the bike locker. I got out our bottle of wax and rewaxed all the chains before moving up stairs to take inventory.

The house cleaners showed up and setup the kid's beds, and I discovered that the apartment was well equipped enough for coffee and even shampoo and soap, so all we needed to do was buy dinner and breakfast at the local supermarket.

We walked to the supermarket, dodging the raindrops and then came back to take showers, make dinner, do laundry, and eat. The after dinner walk was drizzly but by the time we got back tot he apartment things had cleared up a bit again. At least with the recent rains it wasn't going to be too hot to sleep.

July 2: Bergun to Lenzerheide

Once again, we had another beautiful morning to start our ride down the rest of the Albula pass. The descent was cool enough that we had jackets on, but once in Alvaneu, the road started turning up and down as it went through the small villagers of Surava before a decisive climb up to Tiefencastel. We shed our jackets in Surava, and by the time we started the climb up towards Lantsch it was warm in the full sun. 

Fortunately, while the traffic was briefly bad along highway 3 from the Julier pass, most of the traffic was headed towards Davos, so we were spared most of the traffic once we made the turnoff towards Lenzerheide.

On the way up the road, we saw a landslide come down the mountain. That was remarkable. We made Lenzerheide proper by 11:00am. While waiting for Bowen I sported the Hotel Seehof Valbella which had a good offering on booking. Given that they had a lot of room we were in no hurry, but ate at a SPAR off the main road before riding down past the lake to the Hotel Seehof. We could have kept going to ride down to Chur, but that would have guaranteed a very hot rest of the day. This was our last chance to stay high (Lenzerheide was at 1473m) and enjoy the cool weather before heading towards Lindau.

There, we showed the booking.com offering to the receptionist, who called her manager who immediately said: "Of course. We give them a discount for not using booking.com and showing up in person instead so we don't pay commission!" Our room was actually ready for us by the time we unloaded the bike and parked the bikes. We asked about the half pension but it seemed really expensive so we decided we would order a la carte instead.

Xiaoqin was pretty tired, so she opted to enjoy the beautiful hotel room while the kids and I walked to the Lenzerheide cable car. Lenzerheide is pretty famous for its bike kingdom, where it has a downhill lift assisted mountain bike course. The bike rental was no worse than comparable places in Canada, but Bowen opted not to do it because he didn't want to put on body armor. Instead, we took the cable car up and hiked back down, with a disappointment because the waterfall trail was actually closed. What I saw of the mountain bike park, however, looked impressive. The berms were well groomed and people in general looked like they were having fun.

When we got back to the lake we visited the watersport rental and rented two paddleboards, one for me, and one for the kids, and we made full use of the half hour rentals before returning it and hiking back to the hotel.

One at the hotel, we took showers and did laundry, before heading out to see if there were alternative places to eat. The supermarket didn't seem to have anything that was appealing, so we walked back to the hotel and ate off the (expensive) a la carte menu. The food was good, though perhaps not so good that it justified the high prices.

After dinner, rain came in and together with the shining sun, gave us an amazing lightshow, with rainbows and double rainbows in combination with an evening alpenglow. We congratulated ourselves for having the good luck to stay here. Looking at the forecast, the next few days were supposed to rain but we were also going to be low where the cool temperatures might be welcome.

Boen looked at the elevation profile and decided that tomorrow would be a good day to do a full metric century. He actually spent 15 minutes talking Bowen into it!

July 1: Madulain to Bergun

Despite the rain last night, the morning brought us beautiful sunshine, giving us motivation to ride the Albulapass. It was a shortish ride today, so we got going only at 9:00am, and began by riding to the Vogl at the bottom of the Albulapass to buy bananas.

Riding up the Albula pass from the La Punt side has less climbing (less than 700m) but in exchange the initial switchbacks are at 12% grade. We gained elevation rapidly and the day was warm. We stopped at the trailhead which would have taken us to Madulain for water and snacks and a skiier with summer skis (essentially inline skates with long board) passed us. She must have been an Olympic caliber skier as she rapidly distanced us.

Boen worked really hard and soon we were at Alp Alesch where there was some sort of summer camp program for teenagers. Boen stopped to play with the goats while we waited for Bowen. It being warm, we refilled our water bottles after Bowen joined us and we kept going up the hill. The slope became more gradual once the road finished its series of corners, and the vistas opened up. Grand, wild, and desolate, Albulapass is one of the prettiest passes in the alps. Kids on mountain bikes went up the hill with vim as we waited for Bowen at one of the more photogenic spots. Once he joined us we went quite a bit faster and were soon at the summit where we took photos at the Albula Hospiz.

The descent on this side of Albula is equally stunning, with distant views at the top and then twisty turns and corners as you coast through the famed "Glacier Express" train route which at the summit uses a tunnel so as a cyclist you wouldn't even know there was a train through the mountain at all!

We stopped at a waterfall to hike to it, walking a little bit pass a barn. Even though the forecast was for thunderstorms in the afternoon, we could take our time as it was still early and we had time and the sky still looked completely blue. My real destination, however, was Palpunogasee, a pretty alpine lake that I'd always wanted to hike around but never found the time to do so. As previously mentioned, on a climb it's a hard sell to take time to do an extra hike knowing you have more climbing to do, and the last time I descended in this direction Bowen was cold and didn't want to walk.

The circumnavigation of the lake was as scenic as I had hoped for and we took our time. When we finished, we rolled down to Bergun and Hotel Piz Ela which we had booked the evening before, having found that all the other hotels were full or outrageously expensive. The hotel's reception was empty, but a visit to the restaurant at the back found the owner who was receptive to letting us check in early, park the bikes, and leave our luggage in the room!

Lunch was at the Vogl down the street supplemented by ice cream and chocolate at the bakery across the street. After that, we pondered what to do. I looked at Alltrails and decided that the Railroad Adventure Hike from Preda to Bergun was doable in the time we had left. We walked to the train station in Bergun where the train was uncharacteristically 15 minutes late, and took the train one stop up to Preda, which in other places would have been a nice alpine village with lodging but despite the railroad company's attempt to grow a village there never developed.

Getting off the train station, we found the well signed tail with no problems, and it was indeed an exciting hike, taking 2 hours to do what the train did in 15 minutes. The trail follows the train tracks, but from below and above, and you get remarkable vistas that show off classic pictures of the Glacier Express railroad. Since there's only one track, the frequency of trainspotting on this track is twice the frequency that you expect, since you get one train in each direction per hour. It's even more than that because you see the same train multiple times as the track twists and turns at well below 6% grades in order for the train to make the climb without resorting to a cog railway setup. We saw more than one photographer standing in place waiting to get their perfect shot of the train as it negotiated those corners.

At this point, we were starting to get clouds around us. These escalated to an occasional raindrop here and there, nudging us to quicken our pace, which was not a problem as the hike was mostly downhill. This hike was definitely a highlight of our stay in Bergun and I was glad that we'd finally had a chance to stop there. The hike was also punctuated with signs providing a history of the railway construction as well as interesting facts about the area.

Finally, the trail dumped us out onto the main road which we could take into town. We would find out later that we'd missed the final section of the trail, but no matter. At this point rain became a light drizzle. As we walked into town thunder was heard and it was no longer a drizzle. We dashed to our hotel as we spotted lightning flashes and walked through the hotel door just as the thunderstorm came down! We had made use of every dry minute of the day!

We took showers, did laundry, and had dinner at the hotel restaurant, venturing out only for our after dinner walk. The day had cooled down a lot because of the rain and it was even a little chilly but Bergun was beautiful, justifying our spending the extra time here.

That night, I observed that we'd have to take the train to Munich on Saturday, necessitating that we be in Lindau, Germany on Friday night. It was usually not a good idea to book a hotel this far out, but it was a Friday and Lindau was an impacted destination. We booked the Hotel Das Ludwig near the Lindau train station so we could stay on the island proper for Friday. I did the math and noted that we'd be in Lenzerheide on Wednesday night, somewhere along the route to the Bodensee on Thursday night, probably in Austria as it would be much cheaper than Switzerland. The end of our tour was in sight!