Day 63 – Eureka to Prairie Creek National Park, CA

Miles biked – 60

Approx Total Miles – 3151

Days to Party – 11

11/1/2009 Every time we try to leave a great town it’s tough, but departing from Eureka was especially hard. Dick and Kathy led us on a short bike ride to The Grange for a delicious breakfast of pancakes, eggs, sausage and bacon. We satisfied our ferocious appetites, rode back to their house and then reluctantly pedaled away. As with many days, we had many different goals – a long shot, a hopeful and a fallback – kind of like choosing a college.  Our long shot was Cresent City, about 85 miles away.  Our hopeful was Del Norte State Park (the farthest north redwoods state park). Our fallback was Prairie Creek, about 55 miles from Eureka.

If our late start and the title of this post were not enough of a tip off, I’ll just say it: we only made it as far as Prairie Creek.  But what a beautiful ride it was.  We started in the fog of Eureka, riding up 101 along the coast and about a half hour in we got our first view of the ocean!  It was a tough riding day with lots of steep climbs but luckily also a lot of down hills.  We had second breakfast in Trinidad, a highly recommended little beach town and then loaded up on groceries for our ride into the redwoods.   We saw lagoons and elk and tons of beaches.  It was amazing.

Upon arrival into the state park we were reminded that it was bear country.  It sounded kind of ominous until we realized that it just meant we had to put all our food in a metal box.  If only more campgrounds had those for the raccoons!  The campground was a neat spot right on the edge between a elk prairie and the forest and the coolest thing about it was that we surrounded by other touring bike campers!  In the whole site, there was only one group with a car (out of 4 groups… but still).  We spent the evening making our fancy camp dinner of tuna melts and the long awaited s’mores while getting to know a fellow cyclist, Ryan, who was on his way down from Seattle to Hawaii.  He was planning on flying part of it, of course, but would be biking until at least San Francisco, if not farther depending on the weather.   He was a cool guy who had been traveling on his own, on a MOUNTAIN bike and doing a much better job of being thrifty than we have.  He did give us tips on where to get some deals on canned food though as we went north.  Ryan, if you’re reading this, we hope you had a great journey and we loved your tattoo.  Cheers!

Biking through coastal fog

Biking through coastal fog

Prairie Creek Redwoods

Prairie Creek Redwoods

Ryan the touring mountain biker

Ryan the touring mountain biker


 
 
 

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