I left Paso Robles and was soon riding through very flat arid land very different from anything I’d experienced in North America thus far. To date it had pretty much been lush coastal areas, now I was seeing the effect of the long drought California had been suffering first hand. I also passed the junction…
Having got my bicycle fixed up in Ridgecrest I continued on to Death Valley, as the rain kept on falling. The roads were already flooding a little as the ground was not used to soaking up this much liquid. I was now riding from Ridgecrest down Searle’s Valley, the valley that runs perpendicular to Death…
As I started riding on Highway One after Monterey the sun began to set. I knew I didn’t have much more than an hour before it would be dark so I began looking for a camping spot. A few places presented themselves but they would only be suitable when it was a lot dimmer, so…
I’d initially only planned on staying one night in the town of Healdsburg but I’d had such a rotten time on the ride there that I asked Taya, my Warmshowers host, if I could stay another night. She’d been so kind that I didn’t feel uncomfortable doing so and I was glad when she accepted.…
