I am thanking the Lord for an amazing and safe trip touring by bicycle the last 38 days.
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This was a long day, starting as day light began to appear, ending about 75 miles later. The beaches along this stretch seem endless. I was glad I was not riding the paths along the beaches on a weekend.
I saw an interesting flower at Will Rogers State Beach.
I met Dave on the right and his friend from the Netherlands about lunch time near Lax, but on the beach path.
This is the view from my tent this morning at Plaskett Creek Campground, looking out at the Pacific. I needed to take the tent down to finish packing, so there is less light than later in the morning. The day started with a climb, a descent with switchbacks and curves then a steep climb. After 15 miles the serious climbing was finished. I rode a little over 60 miles today. Another sunshiny day.
I stopped a few times to watch elephant seals today. These are large, but not as large as the full grown males.
I rode past the Hearst Castle this morning, stopping at the Hearst Beach for lunch. The views along the coast were great.
This beautiful old Ford was one of the cars I saw at lunch time. a car club had stopped for lunch creating an impromptu car show.
At Cayucos, a stopped to check my book for the route into Morro Bay. Mark pulled up on. Carbon fiber road bike, asking if I needed directions. I followed him in to Morrow Bay along some scenic and some nice residential areas. it kept me off of a busy section of Highway 1. He was near the end of a hundred mile ride for the day. Thanks Mark.
Right after sunset, the sky became much more brilliant. It has been great to see the sun setting over the Pacific Ocean. While there was a lot of climbing in the days cycling, it was another beautifully sunny day along the coast.
Day 30 was a rest day at Big Sur, Pfeiffer State Park. I went to the library, did laundry, cleaned the drive train and discovered a broken spoke. I carry spares. So the wheel is ready to roll.
We had sunshine approaching the Golden Gate Bridge, then fog on the bridge.
I first met Rowan and Laurel the morning after I rode in to the Nehalem Bay State Park on a dark and stormy night. Rowan grinds coffee every morning. I next saw them at Cape Lookout near Tillamook and then many times after that up to yesterday at Bodega Dunes. I enjoyed camping and and visiting with them over that time.
A logging truck driver waived at me as I was stopped off the road to take a picture. These drivers know where their vehicle is in the lane. I prefer them to Class A motor homes. Yesterday, one of those motor homes was driving almost on top of the fog line. I was on the right side of the fog line on the very narrow shoulder with my mirror almost on the fog line. Theses folks are ignoring the California law requiring drivers to give cyclists 3 feet of clearance. More than one has been inside that margin. The truckers do a lot better job.
Some motorists have shouted enthusiastic support. One young fellow with bikes mounted on his trunk, stuck his head out the window and flashed a peace sign. He was much friendlier than a passenger last week who only showed half a peace sign.
I cycled through Mendocino this morning (October 8). There are many older buildings that are preserved. I saw several of these water towers.