| June 22, 2007 - Half Moon Bay, CA to San Francisco, CA |
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As I was nearing my campsite and motorcycle after a morning beach walk, a man standing
beside a nearby RV asked me if I was having an enjoyable ride. I said that I had
departed (actually, I think I used the word “escaped”) from the Phoenix area yesterday
and after surviving the desert inferno, I was having an even greater appreciation for
the cooler oceanside temperatures. Clarke's wife “Diane” soon joined the
conversation. She said they had relatives living just west of Phoenix, mentioned
the exact HOA (Home Owners Association) community, and asked me if I was familiar with
the location.... which, oddly, is exactly where my house is located.
I find that meeting people along the way is one of the most rewarding aspects for me in
traveling... and in life. As much as I enjoy nature and private solitude, I also
enjoy relationships with people. Motorcycling gives me a lot of control and
flexibility between those two worlds. Once I put on my helmet, I am essentially in
my own private world (rarely does someone try to initiate a conversation with someone who
has a full face helmet on), but taking the helmet off (or flipping it up) opens up the
opportunity to interact.
After breaking camp I jumped back on Highway 1, which is also called the “Cabrillo
Highway” in this area. The State of California legislature renamed Hwy 1 in
several stretches just to confuse people even more. No, no, I'm sure the
reasoning had a logical basis (much like the California Inspection Station thing), I
just don't know anyone familiar with any of them... the laws or the logic. Anywho,
Hwy 1 has certain stretches that referred to as “Cabrillo Highway”, “Shoreline Highway”
and “Pacific Coast Highway”.
TO BE CONTINUED
AGirl
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Second day in a row I've started my day to the sound of breaking ocean waves and
squawking seagulls while camping by the beach. Yesterday was Santa Barbara,
today was Half Moon Bay, CA. The environment in which I wake up seems to
have an impact on my day, or at least the parallel to vertical transition part.
Sounds of nature are energizing and refreshing, whereas noise pollution (engines,
electronic devices, power tools, etc) are distracting and rather draining. It's
possible such awareness and sensitivity comes from spending so many days on the road
and waking up in a wide variety of locations.
They had heard about the insane power outage that we experienced there a few days ago (as I
mentioned in yesterday's report:
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