The Harbor Lite Lodge Fort Bragg

... punch bug. POW...it got punched bya giant cliff. <br><br>Then we carried on for a few more hours stopping a few times to take some beautiful pictures and the token "jump" shots. Now we're in Fort Bragg in Mendocino County staying at the Super 8 Motel.. (for cheap as beans! and actually pretty nice. Fridge for beer. YES) and in a few minutes we'll be heading down Captain Flint's for some delicious delicious seafood. <br><br>Tomorrow... we freeze.

... my goat: Trying to get my laptop to connect to any wireless network. Seriously &#8211; having free wifi in the room is great but of my pesky laptop will not connect to it - it may as well cost a million quid.<br><br>What I listened to: Sirius Radio station 22. The same DJ (poor fella pulled a long shift) was spinning up &#8216;classic alternative&#8217; music all day. I have never got the tag of alternative that is used over here ...

Within minutes of arriving at the Beachcomber, I asked myself why not stay over another day and rest up my hands from the exciting switchback excursion. I have to say that despite exercises specifically to keep them in good condition, my hands remain the longsuffering victims of really long or arduous roads. So I did stay over and spent the day ...

... to high 60s and we rolled along the no barriers road to Fort Bragg. The Beachcomber is in a great spot. Just walk behind it to the long boardwalk then descend to the beach, or walk across a bridge into the downtown.<br>I walked around the beach then headed into town to the North Coast Brewing Co. restaurant, on the recommendation of the desk clerk. An excellent choice and I thanked him later.<br>

... of stop and go for 20 miles. As we got closer to the Golden Gate bridge so did the fog as we crossed the bridge it was barely visible due to the heavy fog just our luck! We then attempted to go in the view point on the north side of the bridge only to find it filled with people just like us and no parking was available so we continued on our journey to Ft Bragg. In our planning we thought it would be great to travel up the ...

... blow hole.<br><br>We drove north of Fort Bragg looking for a winery that the Glendeven Innkeeper had recommended. It was farther away than we thought, but we finally found it a few minutes after we started talking about turning around and going back. The view from the winery right on the coast was beautiful. The man working at the winery was less than friendly ...

... big, they've cut a hole through the trunk where cars can drive through it. From there we pushed through to Fort Bragg, where Highway 1 really starts. Highway 1 is the stretch of road that hugs the western coastline of the USA, and which is very scenic. We stayed in a lovely place right on the beach, at the entrance of Fort Bragg. The weather ...

... to say that was my favorite place to stay. Each room was actually a tiny little house with the Pacific literally in its backyard. It was crazy waking up to the ocean right there. We didn't do much, and since I was real tired I just relaxed around our little hut. The next day we left to go back to San Francisco. I don't really have much else to say, this place is just that cool. Just look at the pictures.

... to do the audio tour as everyone had told me it was a 'must -do'. I found the tour really interesting, especially the old prisoners talking about their time there, and the noises they had put in the background of the tape that made it feel a bit creepy. I would love to do the tour again at night - I think it would really freak me out! The prison is divided in to blocks, with gun galleys above, and a section for prisoners who are kept in their cells 24 hrs a day. The other ...

... Soon I followed. We were bound for the same destinations;Point Arena, Elk, Albion, Mendecino and Fort Bragg. When I passed him he was slowly pumping his way up a long grade. He waved me on, appearing confident of his stamina, and happy with his project. I think I would like to know him better. Fort Bragg, California is situated at the mouth of the Noyo River. As soon as I drove into town I could see it was a unique place. A traffic control sign warned, "No ...