Left Crescent City in a bad mood and then had a 1500 foot climb up this god awful hill, up and up and up no shoulder on the road, trucks, R.V’s just miserable. Mood not improved then up another 1000ft out of Klamath then it got so much worse. Heading to Praire Creek Campgrounds you go up another 900ft in about 5 miles, just carnage on my legs, sense of humour failure, tantrums all very embarrasing but I was alone so no great loss of dignity. Then the pleasure, rolling down a valley of Redwoods and Sequoias. Magical, epic, awe inspiring, amazing, jaw dropping none do justice to the majesty of these trees. Just huge and with this feeling of nobility to them. 4.5 miles maybe turned the cranks 30 times. Huge grin on my face, legs forgotten about really special. Got to the camp grounds and more and more bikers turned up, the Canadians, a girl from Quebec on her own, a couple who are doing Alaska to Argentina two crazy guys who were carrying guitars to Mexico, a guy taking so many photos. We took over the place and everyone fast asleep by 8.30.
Got talking to a Park Ranger who called me over to her vehicle, she was asking how we were going and the like. In the midle of her truck was an M4 assault riffle and a semi automatic shot gun. Just in case people shoot at me she said, madness. Apparently you need the fire power to deal with poachers and dope growers. She found my discomfort very amusing.
Yesterday was a 50 miler on dead legs and we are 2 miles north of Eureka. Nothing really special happened just crunching through the miles. Day off today and said good bye to the Canadians, godspeed you lot hope the rest of the journey goes well.
Tomorrow another 50 miler to camp up near the avenue of Giants, will be good to be amongst the big trees again. Should be in San Francisco in about 10 days as we head out onto Highway 1