Wingin' It

Day 95

Bad idea. Bad... bad.. bad. Sometimes just wingin' it doesn't work out so well. Listen closely my friends. The key to success is to always plan, have a plan B, then have a contingency plan C. That's the way the world operates in a business. We however left business behind and decided to live our lives on the edge. Where are we going today? Ah... we'll find a spot. What's the worst that could happen? This was bad idea #1. The image above shows exactly what that is. Tight switchbacks on a mountain road with no guard rail. I'm slamming Roo through blind corners at 20 mph just so we can make the next uphill climb. Northern highway 1 is no place to drive a 40 ft motorhome with a toad. We finally get a break from the mountain drive and find a stone beach to take a break. A few ladies are there practicing some oil painting techniques.

The miles relentlessly rolled by. Everywhere we looked there were signs saying you're not welcome. No camping and no overnight parking signs littered the highway all the way to San Fransisco. We ended up in the northern burbs and looked for a place to pull over. We finally gave up and decided to wait out the traffic at the mall. After that we plunged into San Fransisco in the dark. Golden gate bridge was crossed at sunset to the tune of $31 in fees.  This was bad idea #2.

Over the bridge and through the woods to grandmothers house we go! Wait, that's a bunch of crap. It was actually over the bridge and through 5 lanes of traffic. In the dark. In an Rv. So stupid. Bad idea #3.

We had already been through San Fransisco back in 2014 with my best bud Eric. Luckily for us we had no compulsory need to see it again. The next few miles after town were the most tense we have been on the whole trip. Roo's headlights were old and dim compared to the new LED lights on the road today. We were basically driving blind down the coastal highway and had nowhere to sleep. Our nerves were frazzled. Ten miles out of the city I pulled over for some diesel. Katie was fed up with my attempt to calm the air with dumb jokes and asked the dude at the gas station if there were any places to park. He pointed out a place across the street and we took it. Bad idea #4. Guess you'll have to wait till tomorrow to see that.