Sunday, June 9, 2013

Day Twenty-One: June 9th 2013

I woke up to a hum. It sounded like a motorcycle. I opened my eyes and much to my surprise, there was a hummingbird in our truck. He was buzzing back and forth by our headlamps. I am assuming the little guy thought out headlamps were flowers. They are bright colours, so I guess they looked appealing. It was a nice way to wake up actually – something that doesn’t happen every day!

We didn’t bother making breakfast, we just packed up and drove from Mt Charleston to Las Vegas to get our bikes out of storage. We had a thought that we would bike some trails up on the Mt Charleston area, but once we got back down to Las Vegas, into the stupid heat, we decided to high-tail it to California. With a quick stop to Smith’s for a coffee, food and Internet, we planned the day.

San Diego is the destination; actually, it’s the mountains close to San Diego. We scoped out of great bike trails around the area and we wanna do it! It’s called Cleveland National Park – in Laguna California.  We are going to camp and bike for two days.

The day seemed long. We were driving for at least 7 hours. It was neat to see the changer of landscape, from desert to alpine forests. The temperature was also a lot cooler. It felt like to be in +28 weather and able to have the windows open. It felt a little more humid too, as we were getting closer and closer to the ocean.

We didn’t roll into our campsite ‘till around 8pm, and it was already getting dark. To make matters worse, we were both starving and starting to get grumpy. We pulled into campsite number 70, paid our $20 fee and started to make dinner. Everything was going smoothly, until the propane didn’t work… we had to resort to our little MSR stove to make pasta. I opted out of eating rice, because it would take way too long. So, I had a crap dinner of chicken, rice cakes and hummus. Blech. We curled up in the tent, and enjoyed the cooler weather. I fell asleep to the sound of wind. It was very blustery all throughout the night. It woke me up a couple times, as it blew down our fly at the back of the tent. I fixed it around 4am.  Ben, of course, slept soundly.

R&B


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