On a cold day in November of 2003 I started a journey. I wasn’t sure where it would take me or what I was looking for. With my friend Andrew I set out to ride mountain bikes down the length of California’s Highway One. So, with zero mental or physical training, not much money, and in poor health, we started our journey in Fort Bragg, CA on the first day of the first big storm of the year. It rained every day of the trip. We rode 300 miles in two weeks and ended the first leg of the trip in Santa Cruz. Here is a sample of what we saw on that trip…