Day Twenty
Because I had booked two nights at the Brookings RV Park I was in no big hurry to get going.
This morning I wanted to make my extra day here count for something so I hopped on my mountain bike and headed down to Harris Beach State Park just a half mile down Hwy.101. It was quite chilly this morning and very overcast from a combination of the marine layer and smoke from the fires further inland. I didn't see the sun all day and wore my hoodie for extra warmth.
When I reached the park I found a zig-zag trail down to the beach. At the foot of the trail, I saw this little critter just sitting there on an old log that had washed up. He didn't move a muscle and posed nicely for his portrait. I don't know what he was. He seemed too big for a squirrel or groundhog but maybe they grow bigger in these here parts.
The dry sand was impossible to ride on so I pushed the bike over to the wet stuff where the waves were washing up.
This was a perfect mode of transport and I covered a lot of the shore until some rocky outcrops cut me off. There were several people out for a morning walk with their dogs, a few tourists taking pictures of everything and then there was me, the mysterious stranger in the wide-brimmed hat. I had learned the hard way a long time ago that one can get very badly burned even on these cloudy days.
When I'd seen enough I located the trail back to the top and wound up pushing my bike as it was way too steep to pedal even with three zillion gears.
At the top, I noticed a sign that read NO BIKES. Oh well, nobody seemed the slightest bit concerned that I was riding on the beach.
There was a wonderful bike trail along the ridge leading into town. Here's a pic I took along the path. You can see the rocky outcrop I mentioned off in the distance.
I am so glad I brought my bike along. It just makes it so easy to get around and explore an area like this, not to mention the exercise benefit.
It was approaching the cocktail hour so I rode back to my RV for a well-deserved adult beverage.
My evening was dinner, read my Kindle and off to sleep by 11:00 pm.
This morning I wanted to make my extra day here count for something so I hopped on my mountain bike and headed down to Harris Beach State Park just a half mile down Hwy.101. It was quite chilly this morning and very overcast from a combination of the marine layer and smoke from the fires further inland. I didn't see the sun all day and wore my hoodie for extra warmth.
When I reached the park I found a zig-zag trail down to the beach. At the foot of the trail, I saw this little critter just sitting there on an old log that had washed up. He didn't move a muscle and posed nicely for his portrait. I don't know what he was. He seemed too big for a squirrel or groundhog but maybe they grow bigger in these here parts.
The dry sand was impossible to ride on so I pushed the bike over to the wet stuff where the waves were washing up.
This was a perfect mode of transport and I covered a lot of the shore until some rocky outcrops cut me off. There were several people out for a morning walk with their dogs, a few tourists taking pictures of everything and then there was me, the mysterious stranger in the wide-brimmed hat. I had learned the hard way a long time ago that one can get very badly burned even on these cloudy days.
When I'd seen enough I located the trail back to the top and wound up pushing my bike as it was way too steep to pedal even with three zillion gears.
At the top, I noticed a sign that read NO BIKES. Oh well, nobody seemed the slightest bit concerned that I was riding on the beach.
There was a wonderful bike trail along the ridge leading into town. Here's a pic I took along the path. You can see the rocky outcrop I mentioned off in the distance.
I am so glad I brought my bike along. It just makes it so easy to get around and explore an area like this, not to mention the exercise benefit.
It was approaching the cocktail hour so I rode back to my RV for a well-deserved adult beverage.
My evening was dinner, read my Kindle and off to sleep by 11:00 pm.
Stay off the grass!
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