Day 15: Great trail angel, nice weather, and great views

After our amazing breakfast and packing up, we all got back in the car. We had some last minute stuff to pick up as some people went to a Fred Meyers and Big foot and I went to a running store ( I needed some superfeet because I’d been having some foot problems and wanted to change things a little to see if it would help, superfeet providing some stronger support). Afterwards, Jon took us all to an amazing burger place for burgers and shakes. On the drive back up to the pass, there was a bit of a scary moment when traffic got stopped suddenly. When we finally drove by and got to see what happened, we could see what happened, we could see what looked like an H-D Ultra Classic, surrounded by emergency vehicles, including an ambulance. Then we noticed a guy in a stretcher, with a neck
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Day Thirteen: Fort Bragg, CA to Coss Bay, OR

September 9th Miles 4351-4704 It is definitely starting to get a lot colder as I keep on moving north, especially as I’m getting more into the mountains. So I woke up right after the sun had risen, quickly packed up, threw out my collected garbage, and hit the road with no one the wiser (except probably the whole park given how loud my pipes are). The nice thing about the cold though is the lingering fog that hangs around the mountains, cliffs, and beaches. So, even though I’m all wrapped up in leathers and layers, it adds a really nice touch to the scenery. Speaking of which, today the road moved away from the coastline, and stayed that way for a while. The road leading into the mountains wound its way through for 22 miles, this time really reminding me of the Tail because of the forest we were in.
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Day Twelve- Big Sur to Fort Bragg, CA

September 9th Miles 4015-4351 Today, I got myself another first, but this one not as exciting as the iron butt. My Dyna Wide Glide and I, unfortunately, went off the road. The PCH continued to amaze as it went back out to the coast not long after Big Sur. One really great part was the drive through San Francisco. The PCH also actually goes straight across the Golden Gate Bridge, which was gorgeous especially peaking through the fog that was still hanging around the bay. Now that we were farther north, the area was much more remote and the cliffs even more inspiring. It looked like something out of Pirates of the Caribbean with huge rock formations jutting out of the water off the coast. It was on one of the sweeping curves that I went off the road. I had just taken a quick break at a little town
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