The bike kinda looks like a space ship. In back, I have my Chrome bag strapped down on top with my fire clubs on either side (also like space ship rockets!). My red shiny hoop kind of floats above the mess, like some sort of space-age bumper or safety system.
I covered about 60 miles during the day, starting in Sebastopol, biking through Forestville, out 116 to Jenner, and up the coast to a state campground right outside of Gualala. Camping was only $5 for the night! The campground was a mile walk to the beach, how nice! At the beach and back at camp I met my neighbors: a group of 15 UC Davis graduates reuniting to party in the woods. They took one look at my hovering-hoop at the beach and invited me over to their campground. They liked my hoop shenanigans so much that they fed me a gourmet meal from their giant cast iron wok—wow!

Hwy 1 is really pretty.

Beach!
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