Got off to a late start, left my jacket, went back, ate breakfast, then finally got moving. Today was trying. Liver failing, over exposed to strangers and no alone time was taking a toll. Sunburned, wind-chapped and over all just exhausted, I was ready to get to the wilderness. It seemed like 300 miles was never going to end. Patrick Point was our campground for the evening, and the next morning we made our coffee/tea and walked this trail that took us to the rocky edge overlooking the ocean. Later we drove thru the Redwoods and it seemed like there was just not enough time to see everything that there was to see. On a trip like this you get 3 minutes in everyplace. Off to Portland late in the afternoon again, one mile before leaving the California state line I got a speeding ticket. LAME.
