Well, everyone we’ve met has said that we ought to stay at the hostel at Pigeon Point because it’s next to the lighthouse, and it’s nice, so that’s what we’re going to do. This makes for a short day, about 20 miles, so we linger at the campsite and then have breakfast in Half Moon Bay before setting off. Once again, it’s foggy and slightly cold. On the way out of town, we pass this rather bizarre sight.
We can’t check in at Pigeon Point until 3:30pm, so we’ve got loads of time. It’s a pretty unremarkable ride, as you can’t really see anything, and it’s basically flat along the coast. Predictably, we haul into Pigeon Point too early, and hang around. Here’s the lighthouse hoving over the horizon.
And it is indeed nice.
Unfortunately, the weather isn’t, being cold, damp and blustery, so we bunker down for the evening and hope it gets better for tomorrow. When we leave, of course, it hasn’t. It remains this way until we cross the Santa Cruz County Line, and then it changes: you can see an actual line in the sky, fog on one side, sun on the other.
And then we hit Santa Cruz, a biggish college town, surf centre, and seaside resort. Here’s Diane in the sun after looking at pelicans, one of her favourite birds after puffins.
And here’s a picture of a surfer.
The boardwalk, full of seaside fun.
Then, after a certain amount of getting lost, we fetch up at New Brighton State Beach. The biker site here must be afflicted by transients, as you cannot check in until 4pm, you must be in possession of a bike, and you must leave by 9am. It’s nice anyway, with a nice beach.
And here’s some pelicans and a tree. We’re off over Monterey way tomorrow.
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