I have started putting dates in the titles to help me stay more oriented. On the road it really doesn’t matter what day it is, what time it is, only that you get to a place to sleep before it gets too late in the day.
Yesterday I was still tired so I set my goal only 11 miles away, the place I would have gone to the day before if I had had the energy. This place advertised tent camping, wifi, convenience store, restaurant, and a tv room with a fireplace! As one who is always cold this sounded like heaven.
But, it’s too early in the season. They had camping, showers and laundry, oh and wifi, but no tv room with fireplace. The restaurant closed at 2pm and the one up the road was closed on Mondays. It’s probably just as well because you can go through piles of money eating at restaurants.
But, back to the day of riding. Short as it was (thankfully, because it seemed plenty long enough) there were interesting things along the way.
The route took me off 101 for a while through pine forests and then along beach front neighborhoods until it rejoined 101 just outside of Gold Beach. There was a large impressive bridge which I decided to walk, both for my own enjoyment and viewing pleasure, and to get me out of traffic since there was no shoulder at all.
I made it to my RV park and campground a short while later and got settled in.
I spent a relaxed afternoon showering, doing laundry, and hanging out in the laundry room where they had a table, chairs, and electric outlets. I should title one of these posts “will bike for wifi and electricity!”
As the afternoon got later though, suddenly the fog started rolling in and it was like someone threw a blanket of moisture over everything! I quickly retreated to my tent, bringing with me the few items that had been outside and were now quite damp.
By now, as all of you know who read my last post, I had made the decision to get off the bike and look for other arrangements to get to my daughter’s home in CA. I asked around and found out there is a bus that would take me down the coast, so I peddled into town to the designated spot. It turns out this bus would only take me to Brookings which was my biking destination anyway. I could camp there though, and if I catch the early bus I could possibly make a lot of progress down the coast tomorrow depending on if I make good connections and if I have no trouble taking the bike on the buses. So, we shall see what tomorrow brings.
I sure was glad I bussed it today though. I knew I was facing a major hill, I think the highest I encountered yet and as the bus went along, I found out there were others as well. It would have been a very tough day! I had to wait a couple hours for the bus, but for $5 he took me, my bike, and another very nice lady I talked with all the way, and made a detour to drop me right at the park campground! How nice is that.
I will leave you all for the moment with another turkey photo. This morning there had to be at least a half dozen of them wandering around the RV park and this one was puffing himself up and looking very much like a fancy turkey.