We aired up at the staging location and said our goodbyes. Little did we know that this would be a day where minimal planning and research would bite us in the butt. We hit Highway 1 and made our way south along the coast. Clouds lingered over head and the sun sank quickly. We found no easy National Forest access. Every campground was full or did not allow trailers. Hotels/motels did not allow dogs, were booked up or did not provide space to park our trailer.
They say pictures are worth 1,000 words. The shot I took of Elly 1/2 way through the day perfectly summarizes how we felt.
It got dark. It got late. At 10:00PM we stopped in a wide spot, snacked on cheese and crackers and fed the dogs. We were aiming for the next town south. We would not make it. Highway 1 was closed to through traffic for construction over night. We camped on a wide spot right on the road, along with countless other travelers stuck in the same position. Irritated, we turned in for a restless night after midnight.
Today started full of promise and ended on a sour note.
