Even though we awoke a bit angry at Oso for his constant growling the night before, we managed to do a great hike on a nearby trail before packing up to leave. Not much of note from the hike besides it was Beth’s first real hike since her foot surgery.
Hike #1 through a beautiful meadow.
After packing up the car again we drove out to the Point Reyes lighthouse, which seemed like a relaxing way to leave the Bay area. Instead the weather changed from sunny and warm to scary foggy and gusting winds. In the lighthouse parking lot we were honked at to let us know that our car top had opened up on the bumpy road and dropped a few of it contents (as far as we could find, 2 chairs and a tarp). The pictures below do not do the constant wind and clouds as well as the drastic surrounding cliffs justice. All we could talk about was how miserable it would be to live there and attend said lighthouse. Robbie thought that drinking a lot of scotch would be the only solution.
We left that day northward to look for a campsite. Pessimistically we pulled up to a “full campground” sign and asked if they knew of any places in the county to sleep. They luckily had one place left for a night and it ended up being the ONLY campsite that was protected from the howling wind.
The town we were staying nearby was called Bodega Bay and rung a bell with the two of us and after a phone conversation with the parentals we knew our guess about it being the location of The Birds was in fact correct.
This entry is seeming long but we had to add that before going to sleep we wanted to escape the wind and sand (being sick of both having lived in Morro Bay) and headed inland to Guerneville. Our visit is best summed up by the following anecdote: walking across a green footbridge over the Russian River, a kid from a group of local boys yelled through a toothless grin “Hey, ‘dose are some nice sunglasses ya got dere!” After this we dipped Oso in the river since it was mighty hot out and headed back to the evil birds.
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