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 Eleven: San Diego to Big Sur, CA

September 7th Miles 3560-4015 Today was when I finally started my way up the Pacific Coast Highway to make my way up to Oregon. So I woke up bright and early, said by to my friends and was on my way. After a full day (nearly 500 miles) on the PCH, I’ve gotta say it is one of the best roads and some of the most spectacular scenery I have ever seen. A good portion of it consists of turns that could rival the Tail of the Dragon, and the views, in my opinion, far surpass it. It starts off mildly enough. I took I-5 north towards LA to get out of San Diego until I finally hopped on rt. 1. It starts off, pretty much all the way to LA, going through the type of exclusive communities you see on shows like the OC (you actually go through Newport
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