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!