We came down a steep and winding CA-154 into Santa Barbara, having enticing views of the city and the sea. We got onto US-101, looking forward to fast freeway miles spinning out from under our wheels.
By the time we got onto the 101 and into Santa Barbara, we could tell that we were going to wake up in a new world. Palm trees were everywhere, architecture consisted mostly of red tile roofs and stucco. The ocean was still blue and we could see the oil-production platforms offshore.
But then, with no warning, the fast-flowing traffic stopped. And it crawled for 13 miles, with no discernible explanation. Occasionally, it would get up to 20-25 mph, but then it would stop again. For over an hour, we crept along, just keeping our focus on staying upright and uncrushed. Finally, we did get a chance to enjoy freeway speeds for the last 20 miles or so to the motel.
Stats for the day: Day, 300 miles; Trip, 9,752 miles; Year, 15,608; Total, 67,697 miles.,
BTW, I want you all to know how much I appreciate your comments and suggestions. BUT we are on the clock and don’t have unlimited time. So, I’m not skipping sleep to reply to each of you. I am really glad to have you all along for the Epic Ride. I value your company as much as I do that of my two great riding partners, Jim Rau and Rick Ryan. I appreciate them almost as much as I do my loving and supportive wife back in Fort Morgan. Thanks, Joanne!