At a stop on the Pacific were we stopped in 2001. Too magnificent to pass up. On our way to the redwoods, but at the rate we're moving, they are days away.
Terrible night last night. Worst of trip. Rain, wind, dark, cold. And more. Stay tuned for my report for yesterday. The good news is that at 8:20, we were both cozily in the tent and not a thing got wet. And we slept like logs, or dogs, to the sounds of big Pacific waves crashing on the shore 100 feet away, , the rain pelting and the wind whipping the tent, and one more strange sound that i ignored to my detriment.
Ed and Erde, On The Road
P.S. Sorry for any errors in this message or posting. The iPad spellcheck is not known for its attention to detail.
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