Maybe there will be another blog, just for matters of the bike.
Until then, there are items like this: Today's 200-kilometer brevet, from the Golden Gate Bridge out to the coast on Point Reyes (the very end of the point, a mountain rearing up at the southern tip of a 25-mile long promontory) up along a tidal estuary to the town of Marshall, which you'd never know was a town unless someone told you -- you know those two or three oyster places? -- and then back down to the bridge.
The ride was damp and un-rainy and un-windy and a couple riders I know put in amazingly fast performances, by my standards. I did OK, too -- more than an hour faster than my previous fastest time on this course because of the perfect conditions.
More later. But bottom line: Got home in one piece.