Today marked the first time I rode a century without planning it in advance. It went a little something like this.
The usual meet up at the bridge followed by a regroup on the bicycle path in Mill Valley. Michael began asking about people’s thoughts on routes and eventually came up with:
Marshal wall to one.
Point Reyes Station to Bofax.
Then Seven Sisters.
A bunch of us were like “holy shit, that’s a haiku.” And the rest is history.