Day 98 – Erase Erase

Zero Miles

Today is Interstate 5 southbound on steroids. In just a few hours of flying down the highway at 75/miles an hour, I am wiping out all the northbound progress I have made in the last several months. My world is as upside down and shaken up as an Etch-O-Sketch being vigorously erased.

We spend the evening with Terri’s parents in Manhattan Beach. For every glorious item we are fed I remind Kevin not to expect this on the trail: ¬†fresh fruit, vegetables, meat, homemade pie and ice cream. Even the soft beds we fall asleep in will quickly become a distant memory.

Homemade Blueberry Pie

Homemade Blueberry Pie