I’m composing most of these posts on my phone. It’s really not conducive to quality posts. Maybe when I get back I’ll clean it up, but I doubt it.
After lunch i continued onto Fay and Dave’s in San Diego. For a solitary trip I’ve packed a lot of visits into the front part of my journey. The ride was good today, but my back finally started to whine at me. And as I had 388 miles plus detours to cover it was long. I spent all day putting on our talking off layers as I went through at least 4 distinct climates in one day. The sand dunes in eastern Cali were interesting to see. Near the highway they were all scarred from the dune buggies and 4 wheelers that sprouted from the asses of pick-ups and rv’s like some bizarre mechanical colon cancer. Of course I say this fully cognizant I’m on a motorcycle so pot meet Kettle.
No stickers today, most of the areas I drove through had a functioning economy. This meant few rest areas were desperate to make an extra back or two with touristy bullshit. I’ve literally crossed half the country at this point. It’s strange how the people and the land go together. It’s not like I’m not well traveled in the US but plane ride just aren’t as analog. It’s like you take off and land somewhere new and suddenly a sub sandwich is called a hoagie. On the bike it’s more analog. There’s a geographic and cultural curve almost and it’s not always clear what is driving the symbiosis.
I got rained on again today. Still nothing to worry about, but I hope this is not a harbinger of moisture for the next 20+ days. Fay and Dave fed me well and it was game night with their kids. We played a game called game of things and it was way more fun than I would have thought. Actually it was very apropos. Now that I’m in Cali, I can start my journey through the wilderness so to speak. It is nice to have spent a night with good food, and friends that have been family for as long as I can remember. A rare night of human warmth before my self imposed austerity.