The campground host told me I could continue on the biker path to get to hwy one so I did. I thought it was going to be a small bike path but in fact it turned out to be a hiker trail through the words which was difficult for my bicycle. It got smaller and smaller and then my phone died and it was a little scary because I wasn’t sure exactly if I was going the right way and the path was getting smaller and smaller.
When I made it out of the path onto the road there was a sign that warned me about bears and mountain lions and wild elk. The sign said not to hike alone. Then the sign told you what to do step-by-step if you were attacked by a wild animal which basically was to stand up and fight for yourself as in try to scare it away.
Now on the road with the park signs I go to the rest area in the bathroom. I don’t stay in there long but when I get out there is a small herd of wild elk between me and the road.
That takes a while but eventually I slip by them and am on my way.

I forgot to say that when I woke up it was raining so I packed up my tent but in a very messy way. It was all covered with Pine needles and other stuff.
I have some random photographs from today but not a lot because it was rainy and cold and cold and rainy and misty and moisty. Therefore not so great for photographs.

I am in Humbolt county now and the county fair is going on so hotels are packed full and RV sites are hard to know about until you see them so I booked a hotel while I was in Eureka huddled by a fake fire in Starbucks. There are no campgrounds near here in Fortuna. I paid good money for a huge hotel room and I was very happy to be dry and warm. There was a fantastic health food store in Eureka where I stocked up and had a great meal in my room heated up by the microwave and all. I also showered my tent clean and set it up by the heater and dried it all out. I did laundry and got this blog up to date.

By the end of the day it got sunny but I was still grateful for this very nice hotel room. Yesterday was a seventy mile day. Today will be around sixty. I hope to go through Garberville and end up at Richardson Grove State Park biker site. It is supposed to have even more amazing redwoods.
Ah…