Day 4: Redwoods / Lost Coast

The road traced the Rocky Mendocino coastline north towards the Lost Coast, veering inland before Shelter Cove. We wound through the Redwoods and reached the drive through chandelier tree in Leggit. The bus didn’t fit, but we posed it in front, laughed at the fat tourists and shot a million photos.

After a quick stop for veggies in Garberville, we headed out towards the Lost Coast. The potholes got bigger and the road got narrower. We passed off the grid ranch style homes and prosperous grow operations.

As the road descended towards the coast, a random glance at the side of the road revealed a bizarre sight –an old pickup truck, suspended between two trees. It was an eerie scene, made creepier when we noticed the single fin surfboard in the truck bed. Was it a warning to visiting surfers?

The last few miles to the coast was a washboard dirt road. We crossed a small creek, then emerged into a small, windswept campground that was somewhat sheltered by the dunes. The Mattole River met the ocean here, and the dunes were scattered with vegetation, wild morning glories and weathered driftwood.
We grabbed beers and raced down the beach for sunset, taking shelter from the wind in a driftwood fort.

Dinner was another Annie special —cold soba noodles, avocado, shaved carrot and soft boiled egg plus a simple salad of cucumber, carrots, avocado and greens tossed with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
We ate inside the bus, sheltered from the wind, sipping wine and snuggled up under our Rumpl blankets.

A minor panic happened just before bedtime as we discussed the bear warning signs posted near the campground entrance. We didn’t have bear lockers or bear cans. Our solution was to remove all food from the car and store it in bins away from camp. If a bear wanted it, at least it wouldn’t rip the car door off!