...was not on our side this day. We woke early from a chilly night to find that a witch-woman had been chanting around the campsite. A woman told Alyssa this, and Alyssa thinks she was feeling her out as we talked to no one and went to be early. We got ready for a ride to Korbel Champagne Cellars in out full riding gear, but we only had a 1000 foot ri
de down the street to get there. We took a tour which was good but cheesy and finished with a tasting that continuously referenced time. We then started riding toward the shore where we hoped to meet with Zach Baird. We had been in contact with him but it turns out that there is no cell phone service on the coast; neither Alyssa or I had any bars, and Alyssa was actually in "roaming" which I thought was a relic of t
he car phone age. Anyway, at the time, we didn't know he ditched us. We had told him we would be at Jenner camping because we were sick, were behind schedule, and didn't have phone service. The phone service issues stopped us from reaching him until the next day which will hold the full story. For now let it suffice for us to say that we found a state park with primitive camping and decided to stay without paying since we were on bikes which worked. It took awhile to find somewhere to camp and mostly because it was Labor Day weekend. Jenner was completely busy and annoying and no one wanted to help us find somewhere to stay. We even asked another cyclist and his only suggestion was to bike twenty miles north and there might be camping there but he couldn't say for sure because he needed to go eat. Of course we were asking him at 5:30pm and a twenty mile ride in our condition with all our gear would have taken at least three hours and well into the night. Jerk. Fo
r the rest, see the next post.
de down the street to get there. We took a tour which was good but cheesy and finished with a tasting that continuously referenced time. We then started riding toward the shore where we hoped to meet with Zach Baird. We had been in contact with him but it turns out that there is no cell phone service on the coast; neither Alyssa or I had any bars, and Alyssa was actually in "roaming" which I thought was a relic of t
he car phone age. Anyway, at the time, we didn't know he ditched us. We had told him we would be at Jenner camping because we were sick, were behind schedule, and didn't have phone service. The phone service issues stopped us from reaching him until the next day which will hold the full story. For now let it suffice for us to say that we found a state park with primitive camping and decided to stay without paying since we were on bikes which worked. It took awhile to find somewhere to camp and mostly because it was Labor Day weekend. Jenner was completely busy and annoying and no one wanted to help us find somewhere to stay. We even asked another cyclist and his only suggestion was to bike twenty miles north and there might be camping there but he couldn't say for sure because he needed to go eat. Of course we were asking him at 5:30pm and a twenty mile ride in our condition with all our gear would have taken at least three hours and well into the night. Jerk. Fo
r the rest, see the next post.
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