Windy rides

I'm writing from the library computer of Port Orford- a little town about 100km from the Oregon-California border. It's crazy how fast Oregon went by. I guess I had a huge misconception about the sizes of the states- California's about 3x bigger than I though. It's going to take up 2/3 of our trip. I'm sure it's really beautiful though.

Well since my last email, I think that we've covered the hardest leg of the trip so far. We had some big climbs a couple of days back, but what was hard was that we're right on the ocean- the road is so exposed, and the wind whips by so fast that it really felt like i was going to be blown away. I was so scared, I wanted to just sit there and cry. Actually, that's what i did, but Tom suggested that it wasn't a particularly good way of dealing with the problem, so we walked our bike through a really sketchy area that was super windy with a super big drop on the other side, and then it was at least somewhat safely navigable after that. It's just the huge RV's, being driven by really old people that are the worst- it fells like we're being driven off the road sometimes. But usually it feels very safe, and the road is fairly quiet and not so windy.

Where's the road??

There haven't really been any notable bike problems in the last few days, which has been great. The camping along the way has been fantastic-the sites here are gorgeous and really cheap- $4/person. Unfortunately the hiker biker sites give you little to no privacy, but the social aspect is great.

Oh yeah- I forgot to mention our escapade yesterday. We were both so tired after a long tough day, and we saw a sign that said we were 2 miles from the campsite. After about 4 miles we figured that we had gone the wrong way, so i looked at our guidebook, and we realized that we had missed a turnoff. So, we biked back 3 miles, and biked up a super super steep hill- I couldn't make it- I had to walk it, it was so ridiculous. Then we get to the top and had a super steep downhill. After a few miles in the fog and rain, we came to a junction that wasn't in our directions to the camppsite. So again we realized that we had gone the wrong way again, and really we were on the right path to begin with!!!! Ahh!! So, i swore a lot, and then we biked back and found the place an hour later. It was so frustrating. Oh well, now it's over, and i'll read the map more closely!!!