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Mendocino Coast


tl;dr: I peddled up the Mendocino Coast in the cold to Fort Bragg.

It rained a lot. A lady where I ate breakfast said it rained one inch. My tent remained dry, although because I always lay my tent out over a tarp, the tarp ended up collecting water and soaking through. My sleeping pad kept me above that.

I found a church breakfast in Point Arena. It was pretty good. From Point Arena I was forced to follow Highway 1 north, but the traffic wasn't too bad until it met up with Highway 128. Then it became not fun again. It is cold here, especially in the wind. Is it always windy here? I bucked a headwind the entire day. Even by late afternoon I was only down to three layers of shirts. I'm told this is as warm as this coast gets, so it isn't like I picked a bad time of year to pass through.

I'm now peddling what is known as the Mendocino Coast. It is not flat here. I have gotten used to this. I leave my bicycle in its low gears (which are really low) and just poke my way up each new giant incline, often slower than I could just walk. This coast is mostly pasture for sheep and cows.

I stopped for the day (and possibly the week) in Fort Bragg. I am really looking forward to the next section (which means no normal person would be looking forward to this next section), but there is no way I could make it to a hotel, or even a place with a phone signal, by Monday.

My bike is showing its age. That fifth gear is still acting up, and shifting in general is sticky. A bolt holding my rear rack loosened and fell out. My rear axle isn't sitting exactly right. I have to constantly adjust the brakes. Oh well, I guess if the bike truly dies I will just thumb a ride to the next town.

quiet roads in the morning

Point Arena Lighthouse

pretty much the entire coast looks like this

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