It’s drizzling again-breakfast is served at 8:00.  Have waffles-walk bikes carefully down big hill.  More hills-at least wind is at our backs. This is going to be brief–we didn’t see ANYTHING BECAUSE OF THE FOG-MORE FOG-ALL DAY. We are on narrow rds w/little or NO shoulders. Hope cars can see my orange jacket. A biker passes & says too bad-ocean views are fantastic along this rd–not coming back to see. See COW signs–next 9 miles-cross numerous cattle guards. What a joke-MT straight up on left-cliff to ocean straight down on rt. A cow could tumble right off one cliff across the little rd & into the ocean! I just need to concentrate so I don’t fall off the cliff. Get to Manchester for lunch-sun is out for 1st time-1 has vegan sandwich & the other clam chowder. Take a delicious looking gluten free muffin-UG-give it to the healthy one. As soon as we leave for yet another climb-the FOG is back. Get to Bodega-go to tourist info-she calls for CHEAP motels-go to Bodego Inn ($95). We all arrive at same time–walk bikes up dirt hill to Inn. Nice, clean w/flowers outside room & view of the ocean-look at it for 2 min. Eat & have map rap meeting-Jean says we climbed 4.400 ft today-my body is aware of that. Says tomorrow will be short-40 m-raise my hands in the air-YEA! Looks again-no it will be over 60-BOO.
64 MILES 10.5 MPH (3-39MPH) 6 HRS 2 MIN BT 4,400 FT ELEVATION

Look out window-rose bushes blowing like crazy-drizzling-don’t want to leave.  Leader has on rain gear-me too.  Head wind most of day-except when we are climbing & trees protect us.  U-HOO-see Jean at camp site-ride around in circles.  She goes back to 101-Armand finds gravel path.  U-HOO-see Lynn at street corner-U-Hoo-here comes Jean.  Eat breakfast at Ft. Bragg.  Slow going-wind is a killer.  Armand waiting at top of hill-see some birds fly away.  Man tells us they’re homing pigeons-he brings them up here for exercise–also competes.  Longest race was over 500 m–I don’t think I can find my way home without my leader.  Stop in Elk at grocery store for lunch-in walks Jean–later here comes Lynn.  They give us a box to hold on our laps-chili & chips & root beer.  Starts to rain again-ask man if it’s all down hill now.  Oh-NO-hate to tell you but the steepest grade (25%) on the entire Pacific Coast is coming up-but it’s only 1/2 m.  We all end up walking except for Armand–I think it’s because he’s a vegetarian.  After 27 m we get to Point Arena-only 2 motels in town.  The Wharf Masters ($130) is a m out of town & by the ocean.  Unbelievable-steepest uphill to lobby I’ve ever seen-we all walk our bikes (except for 1).  Jean has found another great place-huge bath tub & lady washes our clothes for free.  Eat pizza for dinner.  Another day of 4,800 ft elevation.  Have trouble walking up steps to room.