Two years ago I flew to the Seattle-Tacoma airport, met 3 friends in the baggage claim area, assembled our bicycles, and biked straight out of the airport to the Main Quad. This spring break, we're looking to extend the reach a little longer, to Santa Barbara (though the "we" has been truncated to two people—one of the original musketeers is babysitting germs and the other's bike is currently dismantled for frame painting). I haven't ridden more than 30 miles at a stretch in at least 6 months, so the first few days should be... um... challenging. But, hey, I'm vaguely good at jumping headfirst into things without proper physical conditioning.

Once we get to Santa Barbara, we split ways, and I go down to play in an ultimate tournament at Irvine with a low-stress, high-talent bunch of girls from the team plus assorted other-teamers and vets.

Reports and photos (plus, I promise photo and recipe sections) when I come back!