The part of Northern California that I was traveling through was full of Bigfoot references. Statues of Bigfoot, murals, and advertisements featuring the beast dotted the area. Whether locals believed or were amused didn’t matter. Bigfoot was part of local lore. On Day 3, I awoke to an empty campsite, though another cyclist had been …
Day 2 was the day of my tour when I had the least amount of riding planned. I normally covered about 50 miles a day. If I rode at that pace, I would pass through the redwood region without spending much time there. Riding less would make the day a sightseeing tourist day. Oddly, that …
Day 1 started as expected: in the cute coastal town of Eureka, with overcast, damp weather. I was pleased to find I hadn’t forgotten anything, which I usually do on bike tours. I would not be 100% sure until I made camp for the night, but it was “so far, so good.” I made a …
As I prepared for my trip to Northern California, it seemed like I went over my checklist about a dozen times. Each time I found something that I needed to pack or change. Somehow I ended up feeling confident that everything was good to go. I packed my bike and gear into a bike box …
