Here is our first morning rest stop in the fog.
One would expect Highway 1 to become wider and more developed as we approach San Francisco. But it has been the opposite. 10 miles into today's ride we were winding over mountains and clinging to cliffs on a tiny narrow mountain road. Cattle were grazing along the road and we crossed numerous cattle guards as we passed various ranches. This is some of what the scenery and highway looked like
And we had our first chance to use our first aid kit as Grandpa scraped his leg on a guard rail and needed a band aid
The last 10 miles got increasingly crowded with cars as we started to finally encounter the weekend vacation traffic but we made it into our campground where they had another hiker biker site for us at an otherwise packed full campground. I asked the ranger if the ever turned away bikers because they were too full and she said no. Even on the 4th of July weekend you are good if you arrive by bike or foot. They have secret spillover spots they will open for bikers if necessary so that is good to know even though this is our last night camping.
Tomorrow we have our final 58 mile ride into our hotel near the base of the Golden Gate. The road veers inland so it will be warmer to Catalina's delight and I think the last 15-20 miles are on suburban streets and bike paths.