307 miles today, but it felt a lot longer, mostly due to torential rain, cold, and even a little snow just north of Laytonville, CA. Yikes. Waiting this morning in the hotel in Eureka, I realized that I hate doing nothing. I could have spent the day in Eureka and avoided all the unpleasantness, but I was already restless in the 20 minutes I waited, and felt energized when i got on the road. Everything went fine except that my gloves were soaked by 60 minutes in, and getting cold. I stopped in Garberville for gas, and bought a pair of cotton gloves and ‘Marigolds’, you know, big rubber kitchen gloves. used those for the next 40 miles, but it was the coldest 40 miles of the day. up to 1800ft. above sea level, and I actually saw a few snowflakes going over Rattlesnake Summit. Got to Laytonville, had coffee and lunch and thawed my hands out: they never got numb, just painful.
I also used the little local ‘free ads’ paper to help dry my gloves out, by ripping up the pages and stuffing the gloves full, waiting 15 minutes, rinse repeat. Got them somwwhat dry. Got back on the road and felt good. but soon it became obvious that the gloves are getting colder faster than the heated grips can heat them. So I stop in Ukiah and pull into a Honda dealer; not open. there’s another gent there complaining of the same thing. Turns out he’s a cop from eureka, and a big fan of the Flying Spaghetti Monster! yay for randomly met friends! but no gloves will be had there today. Down the road I find a surplus store, where I score a pair of ladies ski gloves, size large, goretex, for $35. I call them my Tom Robbins signature models, as the thumbs are longer than any I’ve ever seen. In any case, the offering of $35 must have been big enough for the gods as I only had about 35 minutes of rain the rest of the day.
The rest of the trip was grey and blustery, some blue sky, and gusty winds.
Especially on the point above the Golden Gate bridge. just about blew the helmet over, sitting on the ground! yikes. And I had to get back in the groove of CA freeway riding: leave no space and go 80mph! riiight!
another 30 miles of really pretty light Bay Area traffic, and I’m safely landed with my friend Mark in San Carlos. A hot shower and some chill time, and now it’s time for dinner. see ya tomorrow!