Friday 27th August 2004

Pacific City - Pacific City - 0 miles. Again! Due to the heat evident when getting up this morning, discipline collapsed and the ride up the coast towards Astoria was postponed in order to see if a) there was surf worth examining more closely (tho' most probably with a solid winter wetsuit as part of the bargain), b) to see if I, Steve, could get through half of Mark Twain's Roughin' It, and c) to see if either of us could pluck up enough courage to immerse ourselves in the Pacific Ocean in any way whatsoever, cold and chilly as it appears to be (and we're used to Scarborough, Skegness and Anglesey - not exactly known for their high sea temperatures!). Steve is a bit shocked by the news that his favourite, most beloved, folk group are splitting up - banoffi, from Whitby. See their web site, listen to their music, it's, well, gorgeous. So now we're building up to an afternoon on the beach. After today though, discipline will return and we will get nearer to Astoria, the official finish to our transAm. Everything soaked by the three to four days of rain is now dry! Hooray!