It's hard to believe we'll be crossing into California today. It's hard to believe it's October. Despite my feeling of being on an endless Summer, it is very much Fall. Yesterday Julie, Will and I got blasted by some heavy rain and intense winds after we took a break in Gold Beach, got some groceries and then smoked a joint outside. Julie and I met Will the night before at Humbug Mountain State Park.
As we rode downhill through the jetstream, we passed the cold, blue Pacific and the massive rock forms that stretch along the beach like remnants of an asteroid that broke into pieces upon hitting the Earth. And then the sun came out. The winds stayed with us and we were dry within minutes. The day before, Julie and I missed a little bit of rain when we stopped quickly for lunch and coffee. 15 miles after that, Julie realized she lost her other pair of riding shorts off the back of her bike.
So she hitched back to town. I wasn't sure if we'd meet back up but miraculously, very shortly after I landed in Humbug Mountain, Julie came rolling into the campsite, just before the sun went down. She's been experiencing the kindness of strangers that comes with being on the road. She was able to hitch back to town then out to the campground while finding her shorts.
Although, I did try to convince her to not be so attached to the shorts but, she felt she needed to go back for them. I'm sitting with Will, Lau and Flo in a cafe in Harbor, OR. Will met Lau and Flo at some point and now the four of us are killing time and warming up before our short ride to Crescent City. We're all staying at the same Warm Showers place in a church. The sky was rumbling with thunder this morning without much water to follow. As soon as we hopped on our bikes, the rain came. It was a wet couple of miles here to this cafe but, the sun is now out and we'll be moving on shortly.