Despite a perfectly watertight glass bus shelter, my stealth camping spot beside the county jail proved too harrowing and risky to maintain. Happily hanging in my hammock in the hills of Pacifica listening to the distant crash of surf, buzz of traffic and patter of rain. Heading south soon and happy to explore fresh scenery along Hwy 25.
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Tracy
11/12/2014 10:59:23 pm
Hey my Brother lived in Pacifica ..Many years ago...
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Mike SaundersIn 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. Archives
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