When I flew back from S.F. I happened to meet Floyd Landis in the San Diego airport.
Just a coincidence. It was three weeks after he won the 2006 Tour
de France. I look exhausted, he must have thought I was looked like a
crazy person. Meeting my cycling hero was the perfect end to my trip.
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Me, Sailing into San Francisco after three weeks on the Pacific |
All my gear, sleeping bag, sat phone, foul weather gear, etc |
Me, it got chilly as we moved North |
Inside of boat |
Aft cabin where I slept most of the time |
Another beautiful sunset, motoring through the pacific high |
A typical midnight watch, can't see anything |
Dinner, we only fished with cedar plugs and 60 ft of 120 lb test and a bungee.
Worked everytime. |
Forward cabin, (picture rotated CCW) |
Cliff Shaw |
Doug |
Kenehoe Bay, Hawaii, the morning we left |