10/21
The van is on the highway again! The guys at the shop were super helpful and very knowledgeable.
We got on Highway 1 and were in for a bit of video game mentality driving. Curvy and narrow roads, that made me giggle for quite some time and then just zone out completely. Nothing for long stretches and then a couple houses or a little town would pop up.
We did get to see some beautiful coast that we could have slept at but I thought we should keep going. We even passed up a KOA.
And then there it stood the sign for one of the most famous trees ever. The one you can drive through. So we headed there and the van didn't fit but we took some pictures and browsed the out dated gift shop.
We continued and continued. It started to get dark and we were both a bit tired. We kept hoping that maybe the next little town would have somewhere to pull out. We did go to a state park but camping was almost $40. Lame. California must really be broke. So as we twisted and turned with the road looking over the dark edge that could have left us plummeting to our deaths, we decided to pull into a vista point and stay there for the night. We discovered that we can fit everything in the front seats and still pull the bed down, without popping the top. This would have been helpful on hell night at the rest stop.
So we ate the dinner of champions, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and hit the hay.
Friday.10/22
We got up super early and packed our stuff and decided to get on the road.
More curvy weird roads with roaring waves crashing way below us, down the cliffs. It was over cast and raining off and on.
We crossed the mighty Golden Gate for a whopping $6. It was foggy so didn't see it at it's fullness but you kind of get the jest of it, when something is so very large. We didn't really have any plans of staying in San Francisco, all though I do love the city and the short time that I have spent there.
We got to a stop light and the van didn't seem to want to idle on it's own. It was restarted and then again. Then it became Rico putting on the e-brake and revving it. Red-Green Show type of fix its only last so long. We got it running again and were going to pull over to check something out and right there in the bus lane in on coming traffic. It died. I jumped out and got the jumper cables and we tried to jump it. She got running again and we got back on the freeway. After, of course, finding our way there from the jumbled mess of streets that we had gotten ourselves into. I wanted to laugh out loud the first couple times, thinking, this is the story of us right now, but I knew that someone wouldn't and wasn't finding the humor in anything right then. I think he may have thrown his hands up and called it quits. :)
We got on the freeway, not saying a word and got to Mt. View. Pulled the van over and he popped the engine hood and there flapping around was a hose that had some how had broke free of it's zip tie. So after piling all of our belongings on to the street, he got it back on. This after a bunch of Asian people kept walking by and shaking their heads. Maybe in disgust that we were repairing a vehicle in their clean streets, maybe in sympathy. I once again had to hold back laughter.
So we headed out to find a place to stay. We first went on the search for mythical campsite number one. For anyone who thinks Highway 1 is a little curvy, we hit some really, really fucked up roads. Some parts were so narrow you couldn't fit two cars on it. I just kept thinking about the blurb of the spin off of Ice Road Truckers that I had seen at the previous hotel, when they were driving the Himalayas. I finally turned around when I realized on the map there was no little tent, so I figured it was just trails anyway.
So we back tracked and went on many more mythical campsite adventures. *People don't put little camper signs if you have NO camping!* Not one person in any town knew of any either. That could be lack of knowledge of the places surrounding them.
So after countless hours of crabbiness at the signs and each other and the people who didn't have a clue what we were talking about and the just wanting a shower and to flop our melons, we broke down and pulled into Watsonville and got a hotel. I took two showers just to make it count! Whatever, it was a bed and shower.
And I had time to book our tickets for at least the first day of the Bridge School Benefit Concert. Neil Young better have some security, I'm coming for him! Not to mention all the other cool bands that will be there. Yay!Yay!Yay! *Insert jumping heel click*
We decided that we are just going to sleep in the van after the show so we don't have to go on any wild goose chases for a place that just may not be there...Peace.
No comments:
Post a Comment