Well it had to happen, I had the day from hell, and was still smiling at the end of it. Last day in Oceana was enlightened by a fabulous meal in the Rock and Roll Diner, Sue swimming in the sea and Patrick catching up with us with out his hareem but with stories of wild abandon in San Francisco. Set off from Oceana to Lompoc, should be simple but idiot boy here managed to get lost and ended up on 101 which is like a motorway. Ok no problem just down here untill the next junction. Two punctures later I am at Nipomo and am now 12 miles out of my way. I am not blameless is this foolishness but the man in the recumbent must shoulder some of the blame by telling me to follow the detour. Stupid sod. So 9 miles against a headwind I arrive in Guadalupe a great town, not a lot there but a great little place. Puncture 3, 4 and 5 happen in the next 10 miles and number 6 caps a horror day with me realising that I have used every patch and spare I carry. Sat on the side of the road for 20 mins and here comes Bruce and Sue to the rescue. By this time I had drunk all my water and it was hot, still 18 miles to Lompoc so I was feeling pretty miserable when we booked into a motel. Motel 6 saved my ass, we then went and had some great food and waited expanctly for a rocket to be launched from Vandenburg air force base. It didnt happen some problem, a local tried to convince us it was snails???
Still cant sleep in hotels.
Sorry I am not keeping up to date at the moment but we are moving a lot and WIFI is scarce.
Currently looking at the Ocean in Malibu, very nice it is as well.
Have heard that Phil and Liz are doing well and were in Santa Cruz with Patrick, hope you are good guys.
Stay tuned for the Lompoc to El Capitan tales, saw some great surf but will save it for the next installment.