- Our Route
- Day 1 - San Francisco to Bothe-Napa Valley State Park
- Day 2 - Bothe-Napa Valley State Park to Williams
- Day 3 - Williams to Woodson Bridge Recreation Area
- Day 4 - Woodson Bridge Recreation Area to Manton
- Day 5 - Manton and Red Bluff
- Day 6 - Manton and Mt. Lassen
- Day 7 - Manton to Black Butte Lake
- Day 8 - Black Butte Lake to Letts Lake
- Day 9 - Letts Lake to Upper Lake
- Day 10 - Upper Lake to Hendy Woods State Park
- Day 11 - Hendy Woods State Park to Point Arena
- Day 12 - Point Arena to Bodega Bay
- Day 13 - Bodega Bay to San Francisco
April 26, 2002 ( ~ 68 miles)
We stopped for brunch in Gualala at the Lala Café. We had sandwiches and then the biggest piece of apple pie ever. We must have eaten some other stuff too cause the workers there asked us how many miles we were planning to ride that we would be able to burn off all that food. It was really good. I guess I haven't mentioned this yet, but when you ride your bike all day, you not only need to eat a lot, but all food is several times tastier then it normally would be, unless you're in Upper Lake.
We passed another bunch of cows that really wanted to follow us. This further supports my theory that this is some kind of regular ranching practice and that these cows are lonely adolescents.
At Jenner, which is where the Russian River empties into the ocean, we stopped to have some of our new favorite snack: carrots dipped in peanut butter. It's kind of like celery and peanut butter, but carrots keep longer in warm panniers [and celery is gross]. We talked to this other cyclist from Occidental who was "just out for a little 100 mile training ride." He was really nice and we talked gear and touring for a long time. Around then the wind was becoming kind of violent. I asked him if this was going to continue all night. He thought so.
We picked a place to put up the tent and Ryan went off to pay or something. He was grumpy for some reason [I wanted waffles]. When he came back he was all outraged and said, "I thought we agreed to put the tent over there!" I turned around and the tent had flown 20 feet and was resting against a bush. Ryan really thought I was overriding his decision, he was so grumpy. Like I would pitch the tent in a bush Ryan!
Finally we found an expensive restaurant and Ryan was so glassy-eyed that I made us eat there [I really just wanted some waffles]. It was very good. For dessert I had more apple pie and Ryan had New York Cheesecake drizzled with raspberry sauce.
When we got back to our campsite Adam and Allison had arrived. They got totally worked by the wind cause they were out in it for a couple hours more then us, plus they had come from a farther place. They got so tired of it that they tried to hitchhike for a while, but no one with a vehicle big enough for their stuff would pick them up. They seemed fine though, and launched into this elaborate meal preparation that made me realize that we have a long way to go before attaining camping championship. Like first we would have to stop staying at motels and eating decadent meals out.