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Date: Mon, 01 Jul 2002 21:19:24 -0700
From: "Chuck Schmidt" <chuckschmidt@earthlink.net>
To: classicrendezvous@bikelist.org
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Subject: [CR]Now:The truth about SoCal Was:no-date NR der

Charles Andrews wrote:
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> Charles Andrews
> LA's west side where it's as pretty as a picture today...ah, Summer in the
> South Bay. The roadgiant and I did a nice 50-miler or so around Palos Verdes
> Sunday, (He on the 70s Davidson with the triple, me on my Baylis-restored 60s
> Pogliaghi) then up the beach bike path to the Hermosa Beach pier, where we ate
> pizza and salad in the sun and the soft ocean breeze and watched the passing
> parade, which was rich beyond description in all sorts of ways...

What do you think you're doing, Dude? All my efforts to discourage people from moving out here with my descriptions of SoCal as an acrid atmosphered, palm tree choked, gray concrete, sunbaked godfursaken hellhole are being subverted by the picture of paradise you painted above.

Okay, for the sake of not scaring away entrants for the upcoming Velo Rendezvous in October I'll fess up. From my front door in South Pasadena it's 22 miles to the Pacific Ocean. A 50 mile ride will take me to the desert. A 50 mile ride will take me on a climb from 700 feet where I live to 7900 feet plus in a forest of pine trees. A level 40 mile bike path (swept of glass) without a stop to the ocean at Seal Beach. Oh yes, and I almost forgot: Year 'round riding!

Chuck "can't remember the last time it rained" Schmidt SoPas, SoCal