Southern California is a living cliché. Often ridiculed as fake or pretentious but all you have to do is hop on your bike and start to ride up one of the many winding canyons in and around Malibu to see why so many flock here.
After another turn you are climbing up Deer Creek Road, one of the steepest grades in California. As your legs scream for mercy you look back at your group and squint hard against the sparking blue ocean silhouetting them.
As your lungs begin to collapse and your brain is screaming you can do no more, you crest the hill and enjoy a glorious decent through narrow roads surrounded by lush fields of green. As you pull in to one of many microbrewery’s for your just reward you smile to yourself and think “let the critics be damned… this is the best place on earth”.