In The Safeway Parking Lot...
...in Fort Bragg, about 15 miles south from where we're camped in Westport. This is because we've met lovely people from Georgia, Gary and Glenda, who are feeding us, ferrying us about, and being generally swell.
Yesterday's climb to 1,900 feet was arduous, but the second climb to 780 feet or so was much worse...steeper and relentless. But we rode in convey, slow and steady, with me at the front to set my usual slow pace which turned out to be nicer for Tom and Rich as well. We ended up at the Westport Beach RV park, where we split the fee three ways, then met our Georgian campsite neigbors.
But now we've got to pile back in the van and head back to camp, where I may or may not have good signal. More later, if I can.
