Campground Trickery

Day: 95

So leaving Capitola this morning someone had told me there was a campground at Pescadero, about 40 miles north into the wind.  It was a rough ride with gusts in my face the entire way but finally made it after about five hours of riding, I was exhausted.

Hmmm… this campground looks empty. Where are all the tents? And whats that no camping sign doing where there is supposed to be campsites?

Freakin Damnit!

I checked my camping map (which I hadn’t done before) and guess what? No camping for 15 more miles…

I called my sister to bitch for a minute on the side of the rode and jumped back on Moanahh. Perturbed that I was going to have to ride another 15 miles, at least the wind had died down, but the rain was just starting to come down! Lightly at least.  I pedaled through the mist/light rain for a couple more hours and arrived, beat, at Half Moon Bay (30 miles south of San Francisco) to pay my $3 and set up my tent.  I took a much needed hot shower and set out to find some lunch/dinner and somewhere to connect to the internet.  I ate a burrito and spent about 2 hours at the local Starbucks just to be out of the weather.

I made my way back to camp with the intention of reading until dark then watching my $1 copy of Pirates of the Caribbean (from Charity and Spooners “Estate Sale”) until my battery died on my laptop 30 minutes from the end.  I didn’t actually do any reading, I ended up talking for a couple of hours with an English guy who is on his way south on his Bike from Vancouver.  I did watch most of my movie though after that, Ill have to recharge tomorrow and watch the rest then.

P.S. Sorry about the blah picture… it was a rather dreary day. I was barely motivated to take my camera out for this one just to prove how dreary I found it.