two hundred ten

STARTING A NEW ADVENTURE ACROSS THE CONTINENT

Leaving San Francisco on the ferry north to Vallejo. Everything felt wrong and awkward just because that's the way tours start. The look from this end was much different then the look back from the other end. Only 4044 miles to go, piece of cake.

Two hundred nine

THIS IS THE SECOND THOUGHTS STAGE

This is the second day, everything is wrong, nothing feels quite right and I'm wondering if my body will make it. I have felt this way each trip so I know it will pass soon.

I'm on a very nice bike through the center of Sacramento California. In Davis I had a long talk with a local cyclist about touring. He had many many questions. This convinced me to take more time to talk. I believe he was a visitor to my blog for most of my trip.

two hundred eight

COMMANDO CAMPING

The bike path through Sacramento was a great place to camp, after I got through the center of town there were less sketchy people living in the bushes. 

The deer and wild turkeys were so tame they grazed within ten feet of my tent. The morning was the first of many rainy days. I found a quiet restaurant to hang out until the rain stopped.

two hundred seven

NOT JUST THE LAST BUT THE ONLY STOP

Nevada was a state that needed some planning and strategy to survive. This was the only stop between two small desert towns. I had ridden almost forty challenging miles to this point. The food was good and the people were friendly. 

They were familiar with cycling tourists because there was no where else to stop. It was another forty miles to the next town, this was a long long way from Starbucks, McDonald's or Walmart. 

That trailer is the motel. There were eight rooms $45 per room. We were in Nevada perhaps they were used for more then sleeping. I camped just before the next town.