Early wakeup but I had a casual start. The goal was to ride at Annadel State Park for a couple of hours and leave by 11 am. I started to break down camp while watching a couple of young chix and biker dude get started. Nice. The wheels of the single speed were rolling at 9:30 am.I wound my way clockwise around Spring Lake following the route we did yesterday and cut over into Annadel via dirt trail. Climbed the Spring Creek trail to Lake Ilsanjoe and passed a bunch of hikers. Mostly strolling retirees and jogging milfs. It's Monday in Santa Rosa - Milf city.
I wanted to ride Live Oak to North Burma trail but I followed Lake trail too far and wound up climbing Richardson and passing an older couple. We stopped and chatted at the junction of South Burma and I decided to climb it. It's a challenging trail on a single speed but very pretty and heavily forested with some rocks and picnic tables. I followed this trail over the peak and through Buick meadow. Then I took the Marsh trail back to the Lake Ilsanjo.
There were a few swimmers at the lake. Some old guys were having a morning swim across the lake. A trio of young college women was splashing in the water. I went for a nice refreshing post ride swim and the water was really warm.
It was 11 am and I planned to be back at camp before noon. I took the Rough Go trail back to the park entrance. Rough Go is quite rocky, technical and exposed. It reminded me of Rockville. This trail used to be a fireroad but it became decommissioned. Rough Go was narrowed by placing rocks and obstacles to create choke points which was done as part of a 1998 trail building grant. The result is a narrow, twisty technical trail which increases the challenges and reduces speeds. I'm really impressed that this type of trail is legal in a California State Park. Along the trail, I rode by open meadows and orchards. I passed a few hikers who were impressed that I could ride that type of terrian. I think they would have been more impressed if the realized that I was on a single speed - if they even knew what a single speed is.
Back at camp the chix and biker dude are packing up. I take a shower behind the MBOSC banner and one of the chix was watching from her car. Could be the single one. I finished packing up and was out of the site by 12:30 pm.
I went to the Santa Rosa AAA to pick up some maps for the next phase. Was served by another fine example of a Santa Rosa milf. She was a well dressed, manicured married blonde about 42-45 years old with a push up bra and nice skin. She was very friendly and spent a lot of time helping me with directions and maps. She never asked to see my AAA card.
I spent about 1/2 an hour in the AAA parking lot taking the lower dash of the Subaru apart. It's the only way to get to the fuse box for the rear 12 volt accessory socket. This rear socket just doesn't work. This circuit is connected to the seat heaters which also doesn't work so I figured it was probably the fuse. I took apart the lower dash to get to the fuse and it was fine. Hmmmm.. Must be a loose connection. I'll save it for another day. At least the jumper battery that I brought has a 12 volt DC outlet and I have a 75 watt power inverter so I can keep my electronic devices juiced.
Pastrami reuban at Togos for lunch, went to Kragen for spare 20 amp fuses then off to Albertsons for breakfast groceries like bagels and cream cheese. In the parking lot a nice 20 something with large breasts was loading groceries in the car in front of me. I noticed her because I heard her talking to her small dog in the car and I thought she was addressing me. She was wearing a loose green top draped over a skin tight black tan top. Her neckline was low and her breasts were D cup or bigger. She had a Chinese calligraphy tattoo on her left shoulder ("Beef with broccoli?") . I was a little confused trying to get back to the Hwy 12 so I asked her for directions. She was really helpful and leaned over the map so I plumbed the depths of her cleavage with my eyes. Cheap thrills.
Left the Santa Rosa Albertson's at about 2:30 pm. Arrrgg! I forgot to buy yogurt and beer. Idiot. I took Calistoga Road to Petrified Forrest and caught the 29 way to Boggs Mountain listening to classic rock all the way. I have mp3 rips of the early Led Zeppelin albums from the first British vinyl pressings. Each mp3 is an entire album side and it's a real treat when they come up in the shuffle. The live version of "Dazed and Confused" pushes me over the edge and I cranked it and rocked out. I imagine that the milfs of Santa Rosa were rocking in the back seats to that one back in the day.
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