October 13 Mileage 42 Tomales to Sausalito Somehow I survive the night. Barn owls I know. Black tailed deer I know. But let me tell you, I heard the scariest screaching-grinding cry ever. I imagine the creature coming over and gobbling me whole. I devise a plan how I’ll defend myself. Meanwhile, the barn owls … More Day 4: When Eyebrows Fill With Sweat and it Cascades Into Eyes
October 12 Mileage 37 Guernville to Tomales I know it’s a low mileage day so I sleep in. Lounging in my tent I finish my journal. Just before my pirate friend drives off I give her an organic lavender sachet from the farm. I stop at the coffee shop and soak in the local scene … More Day 3: Wherein Barn Owls Circle With Talons Out
October 11 Mileage 52 Hopland to Guernville My red and yellow ‘sneaks’ out of the vineyard. But as I approach the end of the row, one truck appears. It’s turning around as another approaches. Well shit, I can’t hide now. So I push out of there like I’m supposed to be there. Full of confidence. … More Day 2: Giants Fan Wearing Red Is Confusing
Journey Return 