We finally shipped our mooring lines and headed out to sea! We said goodbye to family at a wonderful, laid back turkey day at my brother’s house, did a few more runs to the dump and goodwill, and got underway after noon on Saturday.
Headed south. So the Woman don’t freeze.
We were aiming for Rincon, a long stretch of roadway that fronts the beach north of Ventura where rigs can camp on a first come first served basis. Saturday evening on Thanksgiving weekend and I was worried we wouldn’t find a spot. We said a prayer to our guardian angels asking them to clear out a spot, and as we drove in, the first spot in the joint was wide open. Just a coincidence, I’m sure.
We dropped the rig real quick and went into Ventura in the Sportsmobile for some excellent Thai drunken noodles at Rice. Then we skittered back here and tucked in the for the night.
Today we’re headed east to Lake Piru, then on to Joshua Tree. Then Anza Borrego desert land.
Then who knows.