This was a wild week to start with, weather-wise, but ended on a sunny note. The southward movement continued, bit by bit, as the map shows.
Fort Bragg was mostly rainy, and with no power pole at the campsite, I ended up figuring out a way to use the generator in the rain.
The main reason I stayed in Fort Bragg was Glass Beach, and it did not disappoint. Tons of sea glass, and I also found an intact abalone shell. Woohoo!
The wildest part of the week was the short transit (112 miles) from there to Bodega Bay. What seemed like a good idea at the start — taking the coast road (Highway 1) — was a very bad idea about 80 miles down that road, when the rain and fog hit just as I was getting to the whole “driving with cliff on one side and Pacific Ocean on the other” part. I literally could not see more than 10 yards ahead, so I was the slowest driver ever and took advantage of every turnout I found to let the traffic go by me. It was the most technical driving I’ve done yet with my rig and I will be quite happy to never have to do it again.
Sonoma, though, is lovely and so was my weekend spot at Doran County Park. I met up with a pair of fellow Alto owners, Alissa and Richard, and of course we had to park side by side because we’re just that cool.
Saturday, the rain broke long enough for Alissa and I to stroll along the birding trail and spot some familiar birds from my days kayaking on Elkhorn Slough (Monterey Bay): a white egret and a snowy egret. I prefer to call the latter clown-footed egret because that’s kind of what it looks like to me.
Later that afternoon was the first pelican sighting. I might have taken like 300 photos in a half an hour…
Sunday involved moving to Sonoma State Park/Bodega Dunes campground, an easy 3 miles up the road. The only thing is whether you move 112 miles or 3 miles, you still have to pack everything up, get it all secured, and then unpack it at the other end. You just get to skip the hours of driving is all.
Sunday night and Monday morning were all about rain, so I mostly stayed in, catching up on my reading. Although I am reading more these days, I figure I still have about 210 years of books left on my Kindle. Oh, and I went to the business center in town (tiny but functional, it was) and got my paperwork done for voting, so “I’m with her” officially now.
The rain couldn’t decide to stay or go, so I stayed local for the day, hitting up a beach north of the campsite and then driving out to Bodega Head, where, saints be praised, I saw my favorite, the brown pelicans, hanging out on a ridge just below me. Another 300 or so photos resulted.
Overnight brought more rain, but then, miracles do happen. After some hesitation, the blue sky took over weather management and I opened up the Alto windows, set up my reading/writing chair on the patio, and enjoyed just hanging out in warm weather. Woohoo!
And now it’s Wednesday. Still at Bodega Dunes, until Friday, and exploring all the little beaches along the coast. I have to credit my native state for the good work of the Coastal Commission that has protected access to the shoreline for decades. Well done, California!