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Hello everyone! David here once again to inform you of our travels thus far.
When I last wrote we had just left Salem, Oregon to travel to Crescent City, California. Now, that leg of the journey had gone on quite nicely we made our way straight to the Oregon Coast and had decided (because I have been talking about it for months) to stop at the Rogue Brewery in Newport, Oregon for lunch. Needless to say, I was excited and so was Ible. Our ...
... you almost covered in fluourescent orange and lime green, all topped off with violent neon yellow. Scary, isn't it? At least you can see them coming and get out of the way, I suppose. Jette did not find a replacement cap, and I was not tempted by the neon vests or leggings, so it was home James. .... to find our hotel room door open. Now that is a first. And hopefully a last. That is the sort of quality or lack of quality, that I can do without. ...
Sticking with the advice of an Indian man from Bloomington, we continued along the California route 1 north to Monterey Bay. Some of the stops along the way included a beach covered in huge malting elephant seals, quite a sight indeed, and an ocean front waterfall as well as many a cliff outlook and stunning view. Our first night was in Monterey. In it's hey day Monterey Bay was known for ...
... there instead of the KOA if we had known that. Gary wanted to move but was vetoed because we only had one night left.
The famous taco bar we always talk about and always went to whenever camping in Santa Cruz is still there. We went to lunch there two days in a row. Thank you Beckers-Gary was very happy! We stopped at Pizza my Heart so Gary could get a new T-shirt. We had campfires in the evening and I got to roast marshmallows with the special marshmallow fork ...
... Were we entering the heart of pumpkin world? Signs announced an upcoming festival which we would sadly miss. We stopped off at a cafe where we served by an androgynous youth and decided not to have a pumpkin pie, muffin or coffee. The I-1 soon started hugging the coast, which became more dramatic as we headed south. It was quite rough too as we saw several surfers. We arrived ...