I awoke early at the renegade camping spot -concerned with hightailing it out before being discovered. I broke ate, broke camp, and packed up Steel in record time – one hour! I had never done so in under two.
Fellow cyclist and campmate, Bruce, rolled out of camp. I rolled into town and did the coffee shop thing, where I met super nice Bodega folks and got invited to a “slider” party (which meant little burger-yes, but also salmon,etc- of course) and a place to stay Continue reading
The Bodega Bay Dunes campground is the bomb…$5 hike/bike sites, free showers, dish washing area with hot water, internet and cell reception, distant crashing waves and sea lion sounds, great hiking, and less than a mile to a cool coffee shop with to-die-for pastries and a little grocery store just beyond.
I no sooner set up my camp and Bruce from Alaska rolled in Continue reading
Today I planned to do a big ride day – 50 plus miles, which seemed like a lot for me considering how little riding I’ve actually been doingI As I packed up Steel, I struggled as to whether I was going to bring a cool coffee thermos that I had been given. Continue reading
Rain! Rain! Rain! Break in the rain…go! I packed up all my stuff and took advantage of a small reprieve in the rain to head to the Gualala county campground only about 5 miles from Mary-D back North and only about a mile or so from the quaint seaside town of Gualala. Fortunately, I had enough time to get my tent set up and a stroll down to the ocean and pick Continue reading
Just posted a new video of Steel & I’s interesting discovery in the local graveyard! https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8x1twRHcCbY or click YouTube button above! Continue reading
“What does it mean to mean?” That was the question presented to me by Mary-Dee, the 90 year old spitfire educator woman with whom I had the pleasure of staying with and getting to know. For me, I am thinking that something or someone means something when it becomes personal. It was such an appropriate question Continue reading
The next day after meditation, and meeting some interesting locals in the session, I finally started rolling back on my dissertation –that felt good. I worked on it all day at Jim’s place, and the was up early the next day back at it down the coffee shop. I didn’t know at the time I was about to begin “extreme stimuli day”. Continue reading