I left the hotel first to go check out a laundromat just a mile down the road. The desk clerk said it was "ok" but that the clientele was a little suspect. When I got there I found a good sized room half closed off with used plywood and a bevy of fairly new stainless steel front loaders along with two of the clerks suspect clientele. A quick call to the guys and I decided to get started. As I was loading the washer I muttered that I couldn't find my soap. I don't know if it's the long hair, the fact that I haven't shaved recently, or the Harley, probably all three, but this started a conversation with the two occupants of the laundromat. The first guy gave me his Tide to put in the washer and said he would leave me a bounce sheet if he was done before me. The second "suspect clientele" started telling me about his cocaine arrest and how he wanted jail but got probation and now he can't even smoke "legal" dope.
Oh well, laundry done and on down the road, stayed on the 101 until Newport then turned inland on Route 20 to I-5 where we found great lodging at the Phoenix Inn. The 101 is as beautiful as I remembered with busy traffic in the small towns and fast running between towns.
Late this afternoon we saw some dark objects on the pavement, some stationary and some moving, after much discussion and consulting with a local found out these are shadows. They are not usually seen in this part of the country and are apparently a cause for celebration.
Back to the 101 tomorrow.
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Please shave before you come home. Your family/people might not recognize you..... xoxo
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