Sunny California

I'm camping at Florence Keller park tonight. As I was aproaching the California border, a wall of sunshine washed over the coast. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't lived it. 55 miles with some fearsome headwinds have left me quite tired. Glad to be in Cali, already in redwood country. There's even some hairless ewoks in the site next door. (Some may call them children)

I should be in Arcata the day after tomorrow. Then I have to choose my path to Chico. For now, I rest.