Decisions, decisions. At the last minute we let the weather dictate our direction of travel, and decided to stay north along the coast. A heat wave is moving inland, and we’ve been enjoying the rocky coast so much, we braved the twisty Hwy 1 and moved less than 25 miles to Westport Union Landing State Beach. Much of the park is closed except for some campsites on the bluffs.
$25/night, no hookups, but there are pit toilets, water, and a trash dumpster. And a nice view of the Pacific.
The internet is not so good, though, a very slow 1x connection with the booster. But as remote as this area feels, we were surprised to have any.
It’s just a short walk down to the beach, so we spent a couple hours walking, taking photos, climbing on rocks and looking at tidepools.
Unlike the jellyfish we used to find in Florida.
Early last evening we saw a man pushing a stroller walking north on Hwy 1. Turns out we had seen him Saturday walking through Fort Bragg. He stopped and made camp next to us, so we got to hear his story.
This is Dave, Boomerwalking.org, walking from San Diego to Seattle to raise awareness and donations for a charity he cofounded, Street Fraternity, and just because he likes walking. Nice guy, we enjoyed talking with him.
We are probably moving on today, and who knows where we’ll end up. We’re in this very indecisive mood, but we just realized Memorial Day weekend will soon be upon us and we’ll need to find a place to hide out.