A Little Magic Every Day: DAY 7: WE DID IT!!

Day 7: Hearst San Simeon State Park to Morro Bay. 30 miles.

Yes, really, it is hard to grasp that we actually DID IT by finishing up our trip in Morro Bay with a Wulzen Family get together at Joanna & Clint's.

We awoke early to a medley of surf and road noise at San Simeon. Gray skies but not too wet. So we did the final pack up of our gear and bikes.

During the night Alan found a new way to provide fellow campers with entertainment -- yup -- competitive raccoon wrestling! Extra points for doing it at 3am in the nude! We discovered that raccoons can break into the BOB trailer bag especially if there is stale sourdough bread waiting for them. Actually, I had only snapped the main buckle shut and merely tucked in the rolled edges. We heard suspicious noises; Alan thought someone was stealing the bikes so he was out of the tent in a flash. And face to face with 3 monster raccoons strewing everything everywhere. Well, he proceeded to shout and chase and threaten those critters till all was dropped but the bread.

Breakfast coffee and pastry at the French Corner bakery. Al slipped off his bike; so 1 fall apiece. No harm except to confidence. Then off down the road to Morro Bay a mere 25 miles south.

The road meandered through Cambria (let's watch lawn bowling for a minute!); and then away from the coast through rolling brown hills. Horse and hawk country. Gray skies and in fact it even looked like rain! What is that about??

We found a bike route through Cayucos; a delightful town with many coastal access points and clean public restrooms. But we were being pulled ever south. We could see Morro Rock and the cooling towers but eventually the fog closed in damp and gray. On to the Morro Bay bike path and down to the wharf for the fresh catch of the day.

Suddenly it was over. Way to soon but just in time. Thank goodness Joanna and Clint live BEFORE the steep section of the hills! Clint, along with Warren and Diane, met us at the door! WE DID IT!
Joanna arrived home; Nina and Iggy came for dinner as well. The hot shower was delightful (no watching for the instant shut off after whatever 25 cents buys); clean clothes (sent ahead with Warren & Diane) most welcome. AND the food; Clint was the master of pizza. Lots of yummy treats and fabulous wines. It was all most wonderful and we were truly thankful.

A good night's sleep and then we rented a car for the quick ride home. 7 days to get south; 4 hours to get home. 309 miles. A few days of sun; a few days of fog. And many memories for the days ahead.