Now That's What I Call Music Volume 2




Puppet on a String*

Apart from supervising the usual bike fettling & cleaning we did nothing with our rest day but rest.  After some vigorous inspecting the inside of our eyelids we finally had a burst of energy and walked the 50 yds to the shore for few photos and to wriggle our toes in the Specific.

*work it out for yourself

Waiting Tables

Although we have mostly been eating in our rooms there was an excellent steak restaurant near our hotel so we both had a bath and put on our least dirty pants and went out for diner.  The steaks were superb, though expensive, and we had a decent clam  chowder and a passable bottle of merlot.  All was good apart from the waiter who was just weird.  He communicated entirely using just the phrases 'awesome', 'absolutely' and 'you got it' (which isn't even grammatically correct).  This was annoying but he also looked like he had escaped from a nearby loony bin.  This is probably the point to refer you back to a disclaimer over a week ago which told you to stop reading if you are easily offended.

Heartbreak Hotel

Yesterday was a very pleasant 55 mile ride into California.  Clear skies, comfortable temperatures and some quality time away from US101.  Dom was in the van which is always the short straw but, as an extra kick in the balls, he arrived at the hotel to be told they only had 5 of our 15 reservations.  This happens more often than it should so we have a well developed response.......swear like crazy and get super-stressed.  This is ineffective so eventually we knuckle down and find some rooms.

Sleeping on The Blacktop

As I was cycling yesterday I thought 'oh shit, someone has been killed'.  A 'body' was laying in the hard shoulder ahead of me.  I braced myself and rode up to it.......a nutter was laying in the shoulder, blissfully asleep.

In The Air Tonight

One of the challenges with find rooms is that the town is packed full of first responders who are fighting nearby wildfires.  During the night the wind must have changed and there is an alarming smell of woodsmoke in town!

Picture This

My daughter has expressed surprise at the noticeable improvement in my photography for this trip. I did a course and the tip I will always remember is 'use someone else's pictures.



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  1. Continuing to enjoy your blog Steve :-) Katie

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