I averaged 70 mile days on this stretch from Big Sur through San Louis Obispo all the way to Santa Monica. Every day there was a great coastal breeze, other bikers along the route, and easy to find, dry, camp spots. The sound of the waves put me in a deep sleep every night so I woke up restored and each day stronger. Far different than how I felt on the first half of the trip. California was really living up to it’s persona. -
The miles were easy leading into the Los Angeles beach area with frequent views of surfers catching waves between palm trees and parked cars along the sides of the road. I’d meet up with my friend @robaseltine in Santa Monica and hopefully be able to catch a few waves for myself. For seeing so much of the ocean over the past month, I hadn’t spent more than 5 minutes actually in it. A salty plunge and laying out on soft sand felt long overdue. - By @slcski #hangwithyourchums
After Crescent City, I started the first major climb up 1,000 feet. I was then a few miles beyond the clear air of the city and into the misty fog that engulfs the redwood forests. Although the initial climb was tough, the ride was refreshing going through the giant trees with an occasional view of the ocean and some entertaining downhill sections. After I passed Kalmath it was only a few short miles till the epic ride through the Prairie Creek Redwood State Park. This was the best part of the day and perhaps the ride so far. It started with a mellow 2 mile climb, then it was all downhill through the massive Redwoods. I took a deep breathe of the fresh misty air and enjoyed every second of coasting through this incredible landscape to the campground.
The following day, Day 15, I awoke in a meadow beneath the Redwoods. As I got up to make oats and my french pressed coffee, the sun rose from the mist and warmed my back. I thought, “Today might be the day the weather changes for me, and hopefully, I also start to get a bit of a tailwind.” I continued along putting in another 60 miles the next two days which put me 3 days ahead of schedule. By day 17, I was 190 miles away from San Francisco. Sunshine and a cool coastal breeze the whole way. Around 1,000 miles into the ride, 190 to get to San Francisco and that didn’t seem like all that much, “Well” I thought, “so long as it’s not raining.” - by @slcski #hangwithyourchums
The next day while eating and sandwich in Lincoln City, I was approached by a guy named Tim. We were on the same path through Oregon so we decided to ride together. We rode into Newport around 5 and I was luckily able to find a great bike shop called Bike Newport. The shop had closed but the shop guy inside (Robbie) saw us and was kind enough to give my bike some much needed chain lube after it has been staying outside in the rain for the past week. The shop is really cool and for bike tourers they actually have a lounge upstairs with laundry machines. We ended the day at South Beach State Park. We got our site set up and went into town for some awesome Fish and Chips from the local spot Robbie had recommended. When we got back to camp, we met our camp neighbors - two cute German girls who hiked in because the $1000 car they bought in Canada, broke down. We shared some beer and all wrote in our journals as the dusk settled in.
The next two days was almost a repeat of the first week of the trip, except for this time I had a partner (Tim). And, there were no tunnels and far wider bridges. We slugged out 160 miles of hills along the beautiful Oregon coastline in everything from rain that soaked us to the bone to sunshine that warmed the soul. We headed for Crescent City, California where Tim and I would split ways. He is headed back home to Washington and I will continue my journey down the coast toward Mexico. - by @slcski #hangwithyourchums
Straight from the journal… “Today started off mellow sleeping in at the Motel in Astoria. It was really nice to have my bike all packed up the night before so I could get right on the road. I was looking at my timing and when I got to Cannon beach it was still quite early. Haystack rock was looking good and the ride next to the ocean was refreshing. I then made the choice to slug it out and put in the whole next day's miles. The combination of the forest covered in moss and the ocean below the cliffs was magnificent. The scenery was pleasant, the Oregon coast does have quite a bit more development going on the coast than Washington. I made it into camp and got set up with a couple hours of light to spare. I finished at Cape Lookout with 80 miles on the day. The hiker/biker campsites are hidden and the ocean is right there, complete with waterfalls from the storms earlier in the week and a long sandy beach to take it all in. I discovered baby seal alone on the beach and watched it swim back out to sea as the sun was setting. My heart didn’t know whether the little guy was meant to be alone or ready for this adventure but either way, I could certainly relate. This capped off a momentous and inspiring day touring along the coast. Back at camp, I dive into reading the book “Bicycling the Pacific Coast”. Now being able to relate some of the journey, I realize how intense this ride is and how you have to be persistent in order to make the miles and still have fun.” - by @slcski #hangwithyourchums
“Rain, rain, and more rain. It kept coming down and I was already soaked so I made a detour and went to the old Lighthouse at North Head.” I began to write in my journal after setting up my tent and warming up in my sleeping bag to dry off from the day. -
The next day, Day 8, was a reminder to keep your eyes on the prize when things get bad. I woke up to a consistent rain on my tent knowing that I would have to get going at some point. I had to pack up all my stuff in the warm shower room of the campsite so I didn't fill up my bags with wet stuff weighing me down on the ride. I didn't get off till noon. The riding conditions today were the worst I have ever experienced. It was raining about an inch or more an hour with a steady headwind the whole time. -
I walked twice. The first was in my first tunnel experience. A truck got too close and I hit the wall skidding, tearing one of my bags and my jacket. Shaken, but determined to make it to Astoria, where I walked for the second time. On the Astoria Bridge there is a slim shoulder with narrow lanes and a tall curb. It was raining and blowing sideways almost sending me off the side when all of the sudden a logging truck blew me over into the side of the bridge. My heart thumped through my chest. I looked around as if not sure whether or not I had just found myself on “the other side”. Dazed, trembling, and very wet, I finished the bridge walking. When I made it to Astoria, I grabbed a motel for the night to layout all my stuff to dry and get a good recharge in before continuing. - by @slcski - #hangwithyourchums
I had a long afternoon and ended up biking 75 miles from Bremerton to Montesano after getting off the ferry. The scenery was full of rolling hills with signs of the logging industry lining the countryside. I finally made it to camp at Lake Sylvia just before it got too dark, setup my tent and got dinner going. The menu on Day 1 had pasta (special blend) with tuna and a Tapatio seasoning. Unfortunately, when I was draining the pasta about half of it spilled into the plants and I was left to eat the other half and finish with a GU chomp and peanut butter dessert.
I woke up to make some coffee during a small break in the rain the next day. Then it begins to rain again so I retreated into the tent to eat an apple, read my Outside mag, and figure out my plan for the day in the rain. But I was anxious, I hadn't come all the way out here to stay in a tent. Rain or shine, the plan was to keep going. As soon as I left Lake Sylvia, I got a flat at the top of a hill and dealt with it in the rain. Hope was not lost and I got back on the freeway getting miles in toward Westport. The day was short on miles (30) but felt like a sluggish pace in the rain. I made it into camp at Twin Harbors where I met four guys from Vancouver who are here to surf the coast from Oregon all the way back home. They let me set up camp next to them and all was good sitting around a fire drinking Mirror Pond with the sound of waves in the background to round out the ambiance and friendly vibes. - by @slcski - #hangwithyourchums
My name is Dimitri aka @slcski, my friends call me Dimo. With the cycling season here, I’m logging in to share my account of riding the entire 1,800 mile trek of the Pacific Coastline from Seattle to Mexico. Without further ado, let me begin.
We licked of our forks after a quick pasta dinner and Bobby made me a map of the area on a napkin so I could lay out a good loop to bike tomorrow in the city. I had just flown in from home in Salt Lake City and arrived at my friend Bobby's place next to Lake Union in Seattle. The following day I found the bike path back into downtown where I cruised to a local to Rei to pick up a Jetboil and a few other small items. Afterwards, I met up with my Dad’s old friend Martha who is a very kind and outgoing lady who has biked the coast before. She discussed some great tips for the ride and then went into how the PNW has really been a big part of her life and she takes great pride in Seattle. -
I continued to bike all over Seattle and proceeded to get a bit lost when my phone died. It was a good reality check getting turned around in a new place. The bike trails are so nice that you’ll just keep riding along frequently missing the next bridge you were supposed to take. I later hiked up Rattlesnake ridge to get a view of Snoqualmie and the surrounding mountains. The view was great and the hike was full of lush scenery with moss everywhere and the fresh smell of the rainforest. On the way back we stopped in North Bend to got burgers and shakes at Twede's Diner. We headed back to Bobby’s where I planned my escape for the morning and the start of the bike trip down the coast from Port Townsend. #hangwithyourchums
Even wonder what friendships and mountains have in common? I think you should. I believe they force you to dig deeper, push yourself further, and constantly find a better version of yourself with every experience. Yesterday with two pups and this exceptional guy 📷@jaydashphotography - we stepped out the door late in the afternoon and charged up this beast climbing up 3,000 feet before the sun went down... Not claiming we made it down in the light though. Forgot headlamps 🤦🏽♂️ | #getbeyond#roamfree#hangwithyourchums#gruthedog#pushpeaks#pushpaws
JR U18 Women Champion @lleahthompson and finalists from @surfesa MidAtlantic Regional Championships! Proud to help keep these youth inspired to do what they love and grow as individuals and friends through an exceptional competition. #hangwithyourchums
So proud of all the competitors, parents, and event organizers that keep the @surfesa rolling and putting on great events. The midatlantic regionals just finished up last weekend. Here is @braedenkopec sending it down a nice left. #hangwithyourchums
"We'll figure it out" became the motto of the trip even before we boarded our flights to leave the US. Plan A,B,C,D and on and on flew out the window and it felt as if we were just winging it for most of it. 4 buses, 5 boats, countless taxis, a pickup bed and obviously our SUPs took us completely around Nicaragua for what has been one of our best expeditions to date. Huge thank you to everyone who made this happen from our crew, family, friends, sponsors, strangers and even the Miskito tribes who welcomed us with open arms (for the most part 😉) #ExpeditionSupNicaragua#SupNica
Thanks for the 📷 @baldosurf
Chums catalog photo shoot in Hurricane, UT. Pictured are my before and after moods. During the shoot was "smiling and laughing," we'll soon see how well I respond to photographer direction... #hangwithyourchums
See why @powdermagazine called us some of their favorite "Dorky Ski Wear You'll Love." via link in profile. Proud to make this honorable list! #hangwithyourchums - @slcski in the Rasta Cotton Chums | 📷 @robaseltine
We are pleased to announce that Chums has teamed up with the TBO Trifecta Challenge. Every angler will receive a pair of Chums newest Long Orbiter Eyewear Retainers. You'll be sure to keep your shades safe during this years tournament! #hangwithyourchums#TBOTRIFECTA#threebellesoutfitters @chumsusa @3bellesoutfitters