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Clingy Grass

2015-04-11

tl;dr: I peddled from the Carrizo Plain and began making my way north toward King City.

It is finally cold enough that I unpacked my gloves. These areas have tremendous temperature swings between morning and afternoon.

Today, I biked and biked. Mostly I had a head wind. The roads weren't too busy. Even the stretch I had to spend on Highway 46 has a wide shoulder, so it wasn't too bad. I passed many more miles of grapes. I also biked along the San Andreas fault for a while.

In Shandon I stopped at the Shandon Market where I ate up a microwaved burrito and a microwaved chicken sandwich. The clerk was an old Chinese guy who also spoke english and spanish. He would berate the spanish customers as they came in one by one in a steady stream to buy liquor.

I'm kind of tired. I considered stopping early in Paso Robles, but then I looked up the hotel prices and quickly changed my mind. Hotels in this area literally double in price on the weekends. And they are all full. I decided I would push on to King City.

I am in yuppie grape land with lots of fences and big houses, so it's hard to find a place to camp. About an hour before sunrise I secreted myself below a bridge over the Estrella "River". Then when it was dark enough to move about without the constant traffic noticing me I moved downriver a few hundred yards and found a comfortable spot in some thick grass among trees. In daylight I'd totally be visible from the road, but in the dark I was well hidden.

The grass in this area is clingy. It drives itself into any cloth and can only be removed by pushing it all the way through or tearing it out. My sleeping back is now riddled with the stuff.

good morning Carrizo Plain


beware of antelope


Soda Lake from a distance


Soda Lake up close


filling water bottles


Shell Creek Road




zebra cows


well these socks are ruined

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