Our shipment of food was at the Big Sur post office- which wouldn't open until Monday, and there was way too much weekend traffic to deal with for it to be worth it.
However- since we were in the state park part of Big Sur- no dogs were allowed on trails, and most hiking trails started a few miles away anyway (we were too sore to walk a few miles to do a few mile hike!) We couldn't stay at Andrew Molera park any more b/c of the dog- but the state park a few miles up the road was closed. The fires last summer were so bad the slopes had become very unstable and they are worried about mud slides. There is a little area of shops next to our campground, when we drove through here in Feb the owner of the motel and store there said that because of the potential for mud slides, they actually had to not hold the stage of the Tour of California that went through here in previous years...
So- we had to stay at a private campground just 3 miles down the road, which was pricer than we wanted to spend really. Also, it was packed on Saturday night.... urgh nothing like waking up at 5 am to a baby screaming at a near by campsite. It was in general way too crowded for our liking... but on Sunday it cleared out a bit and we got to move to a better site on the river. We spent our time hanging out at the 'village' area just down the road. The pub had some good beer and a nice patio- but sadly the cool coffee shop run out of an old bus was closed (we had some good coffee here in Feb) The rest of time was spent playing cards- and letting the dog swim/play fetch near the river. Oh- and they make really good burritos here!
It was at least really warm, so not like a typical cold day where sitting around outside would be miserable. We actually had to stay in the shade to keep from sweating!
While we were hanging out, another guy on a bike came along. We call him Mr. Drama Queen heat exhaustion. He was ridiculous, and actually made me embarrassed to be touring on the same road :) So its nearly 90 and sunny- and he comes up wearing black, full length cycling tights, a long sleeve bright yellow jacket, thick socks, and has something stuffed into the front of his jacket. He is on a road bike with a BOB trailer, the flag has a yellow vest tied to it, and he is wearing a messenger back with yet another bright yellow piece of clothing tied to it... He is panting so loud, from 30 feet away Surly is getting upset because she doesn't know what hes doing (could be because it sounds like 'chuffing' a sort of warning thing dogs dog before they bark). Every one is staring. Cook goes over and asks him if he needs anything- water etc...and that we are camping next door if he wants to split a site (so we onlyhave to pay half price :) But, he just mumbled something Cook couldn't understand- maybe mentioned Leggett? and said basically no... But later we saw him at the camp site? weird- he didn't seem to be all there- he sat outside the store chugging coke (not water?) for hours....
View from our campsite
Who me? Cute???
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