I started the day early to get back onto the 101 from the park as well as to start the day with another cooked breakfast. I asked some people at Port Orford where I should go. Griss’s is located on the actual port, nestled amongst the crab traps and fishing boats. I had eggs, bacon etc with a side of crab cocktail. All the $4 camp fees have been subsidizing these little luxuries.
I reached Gold Beach and took the “cyclist detour” only to find Chris pumping away ahead of me. We rode for about 3 km together as he struggled to keep up with me. Again, his lack of interest to converse led me to believe he wanted to be on his own. He made it to Humbug Park (which is where I wanted to arrive the previous day, but I had wasted time at breakfast and at the internet café). I left him behind me as I shot southbound faster than him.
Speaking of speed: I reached 73 km per hour while descending the mountain near Cape Sebastian. I heard many voices in my head (family and friends) telling me to pull on the brakes. Since I’m not wearing motorcycle gear, I shan’t be doing that again.
Brookings is the last city on the Oregon Coast. I arrived at 3 and felt I was just too close to California to stop there. I promised myself a night in a motel in Crescent City with internet access to rest properly and update photos etc.
Tomorrow I should reach Patricks Point, which is in the vicinity of the Redwood National Park. I may need longer rope to hitch up my hammock.
I reached Gold Beach and took the “cyclist detour” only to find Chris pumping away ahead of me. We rode for about 3 km together as he struggled to keep up with me. Again, his lack of interest to converse led me to believe he wanted to be on his own. He made it to Humbug Park (which is where I wanted to arrive the previous day, but I had wasted time at breakfast and at the internet café). I left him behind me as I shot southbound faster than him.
Speaking of speed: I reached 73 km per hour while descending the mountain near Cape Sebastian. I heard many voices in my head (family and friends) telling me to pull on the brakes. Since I’m not wearing motorcycle gear, I shan’t be doing that again.
Brookings is the last city on the Oregon Coast. I arrived at 3 and felt I was just too close to California to stop there. I promised myself a night in a motel in Crescent City with internet access to rest properly and update photos etc.
Tomorrow I should reach Patricks Point, which is in the vicinity of the Redwood National Park. I may need longer rope to hitch up my hammock.
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