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Sign of the old home town

November 22nd, 2011

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My home town. Been gone a while, but smaller than I remember…

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Rules are the rules

November 22nd, 2011

Spot of minor trouble at a hiker-biker site. Cue Californian State Parks Police…

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The Fog

November 22nd, 2011

Ken remarks on the ever present sea mist… spooky stuff…

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SuperDave

November 21st, 2011

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"Gaddafi is dead" he announced, clutching a small battery operated radio. He’d introduced himself the previous evening as "SuperDave". Heading south towards Santa Barbara for the winter with dog Jasper. Explaining his faithful, if somewhat lethargic, friend preferred a steady seventy degrees. He was getting old.

The pair had been migrating south each winter for nine years. Thirty or so miles each day. Where did they normally stop each night, I enquired, knowing campgrounds were rarely that close together, and some were now closed.

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Campgrounds aside, he explained, you could pitch on land, or behind empty buildings, provided there were no signs to preclude it – "Posted" or "No Trespassing". Never inside dwellings or structures. And not near schools.

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Pacific coast highs

November 21st, 2011

Ken reaches the highest point on the Pacific Coast bike route. Feeling pretty moist…

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Glimpse of SuperDave

November 21st, 2011

Ken catches a glimpse of fellow traveller SuperDave and his dog Jasper..

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No Sniveling

November 21st, 2011

"Double or single shot?" he’d snapped. The woman hadn’t heard him, or at least had realised he was addressing her. He barked his question once more. She paused, then replied "Single". Turning away to face her partner, she’d rolled her eyes in disgust. Her own parting shot as she left a particularly enthusiastic "Do have a wonderful day".

Small coffee shop in Myers Flat, a few miles south of the campground I’d stopped at the previous night. I’d wandered in a little earlier, the service cordial rather than caustic. My eyes drawn to the various signs on the walls. "No Sniveling". "And your whining opinion would be?" "Sarcasm. One of the free services I offer". He wasn’t joking.

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Californian coast

November 21st, 2011

Ken reaches the northern Californian coast..

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A good read

November 20th, 2011

Ken shares his favourite guide book for bicycling the Pacific coast

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Camping amongst the Redwoods

November 20th, 2011

Ken camps amongst the Redwoods in Burlington State Park, California..

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