First of all and most importantly we are all ok.
Our adventure has, however, been tuned upside down. This morning at about 7am I went out to the trailer to put my water bottles on the bike and discovered that the trailer had been broken into overnight. Six of our seven bikes were gone along with various computers, helmets, bike bags, etc. It was like a bad dream that we couldn’t wake up from. Several San Diego police officers and detectives responded to the call. We made a police report and then set about trying to decide what to do. Pack up and head back to Iowa or try to replace our bikes, miss a few days of riding, and finish what we started. We chose the later.
It is 5:30pm PST, Brian and Ron have new bikes in the trailer. We are headed to North Hollywood to the largest Bacchetta dealer on the west coast to hopefully replace Phil, Allen, and my bike. Roger’s bike was the only one not stolen. He says it’s because of the crucifix he has tied to his handle bars. Some in the group are skeptical of this, me, not so much.