Stagecoach Road ride

Today I bicycled north as fast as I could, fueled in part by inspiration from last Saturday’s time trial. I tucked my head down and pedalled against the wind. I made good time from McKinleyville to Trinidad. When I got to Trinidad, I decided to explore Stagecoach Road. Part way up the road I saw a sign for the Elk Head trail. In all the years I lived here, I don’t think I’d ever gone out there. So off I went.

My Cannondale has 1 1/4-inch tires which perform pretty well on gravel trails. So I weaved my way through the forest and splashed through some muddy puddles.



At one point you round a corner and – bam – this view hits you. This photo doesn’t really do it justice, but it’s really amazing out there.



Seals, which are really just dogs that live in the water and eat fish, were lounging on the rocks.



Here’s a staircase that goes down to the beach.



Further up the road it looks like a war zone. Those hurricane-force winds a couple years ago massacred a lot of trees. Above are the roots of one tree. I made my way to Patrick’s Point Drive, which I traveled back south on.



I stopped and took this blurry photo of my bike in front of a “spiritual center” for a local cult. Adi Da Samraj, aka Bubba Free John, is God incarnate. The only way to achieve bliss is to devote yourself to Bubba. Of course, you’ll also need to devote a portion of your income to the “Man God.” Bubba is a pretty smart guy to be able to pull off such a scam. Rock on, Man God!




Everyone was enjoying the weather today, especially dogs.