Monday May 27, 2015
We left Robert’s place after making a lovely breakfast of omelets, we used our pans, as Robert has a no animal product policy with his pots and pans. He did allow us to eat our eggs but we had to cook them in our own pans. It reminded me of being at Daniel’s house with the kosher kitchen, only using one set of pots, cutlery etc for meat and another for dairy.
We headed out of Fortuna on the 101 and came of the highway in Eureka. The highway had a wide shoulder and as it was Memorial Day, the traffic was fairly light.
Eureka has a pretty downtown, with some very interesting buildings.

The private club was originally built by the Carson family a very rich lumber merchant.

The pink house was built for his son as a wedding present – it was originally pink – did he like his son, I wonder? I guess he must have done as the house was across the street from his own.

We found a coastal bike trail out of Arcata to McKinleyville which was very nice and again had some very interesting architecture along the route.


Don\’t allow the dog on the bench.

We followed the coastal bike trail all the way to Clam Beach State Park where we had planned on staying tonight.
We took one look at the state of the camping area and the toilets and decided to carry on. It was disgusting. There was no shower, a dirty long-drop toilet and some very “interesting” people already drunk set up at the site, for that the cost was $8.00 per person.

We carried on to Trinidad where there should have been camping options, there wasn’t. We discussed a motel, but there was none available in Trinidad.

We carried on towards Patrick’s Point where there was a hiker/biker camp site.

It was a lovely, winding road with little to no shoulders but very little traffic. As we cycled the weather got progressively colder. The sun had disappeared and the sea mist was rolling in. Along this route there were several motels/hotels and RV parks with cabins. One RV park wanted 129.00 for a cabin! A nice looking hotel wanted $100.00 for a room, too expensive for us, although both of us were getting cold at this point and were not relishing the idea of a cold night in the tent.
It looked as though we were going to have to camp, when we found the last motel along this road before the State Park – Patrick’s Point Inn $66.00 for a room. Patrick’s Point Inn is very old and tired, but the sheets are clean and so are the towels.
