It's all in the history books now, but I'm gonna just dump some of my pics from the trip, now that I'm back home.
If you think the baggage was a tight fit, you should have seen four of us in the back seat of this truck.
Pizza aftermath in Sierra Madre
Stopped off at a park, riding along the San Gabriel River Trail with Manny, Bert, and Jaime.
Neal wondering where he put his bike?
Mark and Doc by the beach
A view from the Balboa Island Ferry
The seventh suspect
Hugh, Andrew, and Mark arrive in Carlsbad (where Doc and I were already enjoying a beer, having arrived by BAT)
Neal made it too