While at one of the State Parks, I was awakened by a sharp, “SNAP” in the middle of the night. It was like when an acorn hits your car, as it falls from a tree, so I ignored it. In the morning, this is what I found: My tent pole had snapped and torn my fly. No worries. It’s an REI tent, AND I have a Gor-Tex repair kit with me, that will fix the fabric temporarily…… maybe permanently? And my tent came with a pole repair sleeve, so truly, “no worries”. I’ll visit an REI in San Francisco and take care of some equipment issues.
Everyone’s journey along the coast is different. There are folks dashing along, folks meandering, and folks who have a great group traveling with them. Each person has his/er own motivation in making the tour. It’s a journey in a greater sense than “a physical migration from place to place”. Though I had planned a much larger tour, I’ve come to the conclusion that this journey will be complete when I arrive at San Diego, rather than going back east on the Southern Tier. The Pacific Coast tour is one of the top 5 bicycle tours in the world, and to follow-up with the southern tier would be very anti-climactic. And, I’m tired of traveling alone. My greatest journey is to live my life with the amazing, precious man I’ve been married to for 25 years and to love our children. Which makes the remainder of the coastal tour a journey home;0)
San Francisco is just 50+ miles from here, but the reservations for the bed at the Fisherman’s Wharf Hostel are for tomorrow night and 2 subsequent nights. OH my, that gives me license to dawdle even more;0) San Francisco and the area just south of there, are major reasons for this trip. Some of the things on my “must do” list are: Fisherman’s Wharf, The Golden Gate Bridge, shoot pictures of the beautiful residential “hills” of SF, Golden Gate Park, then Monterey, and Carmel-by-the-Sea, as I head further south. There is a long stretch of coast from SF to LA, which should be beautiful, but LA is not high on my list of places that I want to dawdle. I may just take a city bus, or rail, through the city and pick back up near San Juan Capistrano. Though the original date to arrive at San Diego was 10/15, it has changed to 10/18. Then a quick train ride back up to LA, where I’ll fly out of LAX, and return home.
Part of this trip was to include cycling the Natchez Trace. I do hate to miss that, so once I return home, I’ll spend a couple weeks with John, and then fly to Memphis, visit my daughter, and take a couple weeks to cycle the Natchez Trace before driving home with her for Thanksgiving. It feels “right” to know that we will all have the opportunity to be together on Thanksgiving.
I stayed at The Continental Inn last night. It’s beautiful, peaceful, a great little town (Tomales), where I can walk to anything I need. Hopefully, I will get to bring John here some time.
In the pictures in the gallery, you can see a young Costa Rican man. He is George. (I only know the english way to spell it, but it’s pronounced “Hor Hey”). We chatted somewhere along Hwy 1, and he wound up giving me a ride past the high cliffs with narrow shoulder. Having the view of such height in my peripheral vision gives me vertigo. Very nice guy. Unfortunately, I think I left my brand new Serfas glasses in his car;0( Still, it was a worthy trade-off. Perhaps he and his wife will visit us in VA sometime!
My latest companion got sick, and we have now separated. I’m solo again. Hope you feel better Kelly. I enjoyed cycling with you! Enjoy your journey.
Cycle what you can. Walk what you must.
Go make your own breeze and remember: if you’re not having fun; you’re in the wrong gear!