Malabu to san clemente.

115 miles. LA city riding, locking it up on the train tracks and flying over the handle bars, thorns and flat tires, the last camp site.
Today was the biggest day this whole trip. The end is near and ever ounce of energy is going into each and every mile.

  It was 2:45 and I still needed to get a site for the night on a sunday night.  Because we are on the move and subject to change due to many factors we are running we the luck of the irish to be sure we get a site. Well I get to the state park and the host say we have a site but they do not take personal checks and I had no cash. I said that is strange the other three state parks took my check and I thought the state took my check to pay my taxes.  But the host insisted it had to be cash. So I raced across the street bought three candy bars and 40 dollars and got back to the site to learn they had one camp site left. The people that had it left earlier today leaving it vacant. The ranger said you are lucky, this campground is booked 7 months in advance.

Rick Marson
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