Sunday was a good day:
How often do you get to ride all day, along the Bay, and through fragrant fennel fields?
Or bike on smooth, paved, separated paths across two major bridges (the Benicia-Martinez Bridge and the Carquinez Bridge)?
And with a group of game friends who, when your sketched-out route suddenly changes into dirt trails, forgive you (well, eventually)?
And with, after the grueling 15% grade section of McEwen in mid-90s heat, the reward of miles and miles of swooping gradual downhill and roadside blackberries?
Sunday was a good day.
