Day 11: to points unknown

17 mpg
$35 Burlington Campground, Humboldt Redwoods State Forrest
270 miles

With no particular endpoint in mind, I bid a fond farewell to the Martins and Livermore.
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But not before I drove around the old ‘hood a bit.

Cruelly, I took thus picture of the “donut wheel” from my parking spot on front of ladies’ workout spot, “Curves”. They have a symbiotic relationship.

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It’s not nearly as “glamorous” close up, but delicious nonetheless.

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A group of old farts was talking about “AYE-rabs”. Some things never change.

The safest place for small children (or Huggy pillow) is the back seat.

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Then I drove a few blocks to the boarding house my dad lived in when he met my mom, the “Twin Palms”..

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I round the corner to snap a photo of his basement apartment.

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Perhaps you can’t read the sign over the door clearly. Allow me to zoom in.

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With no particular destination in mind, by afternoon, after Vallejo, Sonoma, and Willits up highway 101, I take the scenic “Avenue of the Giants”.

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Giants, indeed.

And I settled down in Burlington Campground in Humboldt Redwoods State Forrest. A few miles short of Eureka, CA.

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Giants.

Tomorrow – the Oregon coast.

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