Mom passed Friday, so rode out to talk with my Dad. He passed over 30 years ago, but ashes are in Monterey Bay.

Solo ride, stuck with the plan. Was feeling really REALLY slow, barely got up OLH in 30 minutes. Heading south on Skyline, planning to descend 9, looking for someplace you could see Monterey Bay. Had to keep riding past 9 a few miles (more climbing, yay!) to find the spot. Nice talk with Dad. He always did listen well.