Day Mileage: 66 miles
Total Mileage: 1,085 miles
The day started somewhat earlier than normal. Coffee, breakfasts and hills were on the docket for the first part of the day. In the town of Leggett, there was the largest hill on Map 3 and the biggest up to this point. I knew that was soon and planned accordingly. I set up with this guy named Trevor and we climbed. Climbed and climbed. It took only 30 minutes to get to the top. What followed was 10 minutes of downhill but unlike other downhills, I braked. We’d go through hairpin turns, winding roads and I was cruising at 30mph through these turns… I was scared enough to brake throughout the downhill.
At the bottom, we rested a little bit and then pushed a little further. They were stopping about 20 more miles up the road and i was going a little further than that. I knew we had one more climb before reaching their camp but little did I know that this next little climb would be way worse than our biggest climb yet. The big climb, we started nearly halfway up. This next one, it wasn’t the case. It was hard and took a while. With sweat in my eyes, I finally reached the top and there wasn’t quite the decent I was looking for. It was then that we finally cruised into Fort Bragg.
I spent a good amount of time in Fort Bragg, checking out shops and the town itself before I took off for the final 10 miles to camp. I dropped off only 8 miles further down the road in a town called Mendocino for dinner. I went into a market and bought some meat and cheese. It was the best little ton market I’d been in this trip. Then it was onto camp.
At Van Damme State Park, I set up shop with 4 other bikers, one couple coming all the way from Anchorage. They met up with a friend who had a floor pump. Finally, my tires were at the correct tire pressure probably since Astoria, nearly 600 miles ago… Whoops. Time for bed, I finished Forrest Gump (appropriate) and went to bed close to 8:30.