What I failed to recognize was all the little squiggles on the route map. Each one of those represents a 30 mph curve OR SLOWER!!!
We left Crescent City and headed south on Highway 101.
The times when we got peeks at the ocean, it was the typical view that we've seen for the past few days.
Most of our driving was through the pines and redwoods.
We stopped for lunch at a turnout with a valley overlook.
Everything brown in that picture is grass of some sort. It's no mystery why California is on fire. If it's not a bush or a tree, it's dry as straw.
Even the weeds look dead.
It was about this time that I decided maybe a call to the campground was in order to make sure there was a spot for us. I made the call and the response was positive, but the route I intended to take was ill advised. So we revised our route (which added a bunch of miles) and continued south on Highway 101.
Great news! The new route has a quilt shop. I sense some female collusion on this alteration.
Kathy found a hour's worth of stuff to look at in a 1000 sq. ft. building.
Finished with shopping, we're off on our recommended alternate route to the ocean.
That right there is probably the only quarter mile of straight road on the 30 miles or more that we traveled it. It usually looked like this and worse.
It was scenic winding through the redwoods in many areas, but geez, I've never been so wore out after 30 miles. Turn right, turn left, slow to 20 mph, turn left, turn left again...
We FINALLY arrived at the Westport Beach RV Resort. We're the piece of motorhome in view at the right center of the picture just before the bushes. We have a bit of a beach view. Any closer and the rate went up.
The beach is nice but what has surprised me is how cold it is here. I thought California, bikinis, surf boards, all that Beach Boys stuff. In reality, it's like Lake Superior.
We won't have to go far tonight to see the sunset.
Late edit...I finally got to see a Pacific sunset.
My day is complete.
Tomorrow we're headed to the city.
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