The ride through the Prarie Creek and Avenue of Giants was enjoyable and, for the first time, not raining. The foggy forest of breathing giants envelopes me as I take walks down the sword fern lined trails.
Heading inland on 101, the faster traffic and trucks reminds me why I usually keep to Hwy 1. On a foggy afternoon I climb up frok Ukiah to North Cow Mtn, BLM land atop a 3000ft mountain. Up in the clouds, mist swirls around me and I set up camp when Matt arrives. Soon the siZZLE of pork chops breaks the evening stillness and the weather radio crackles with the surf report and upcoming days of rain.
A few days of less rainy weather allowed us to shift camp east toward the drier side of the mountains. The days remained sunny in the 50s with nights dropping around freezing - fabulous camping weather. The myriad of trails near camp were excellent fun for the small bikes. At times the rugged terrain was reminiscent of an African savannah. Blue Oaks CG is a memorable stop over for BLM seeking folks.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.