Painted mailbox

Day 5 was a day of rest in Pescadero

Blustery wind arrived

making it a perfect day to hang in a cafe in Pescadero, drink coffee, eat pizza, and just plain rest.

Here area few pixs from the day . . .

After returning to camp, I found a moment to be alone in the quiet . . . every once in a while the wind would arrive to say HELLO in a frenzy gust of coolness.

. . . and that’s all she wrote . . . for now. : )

More to come about Day 5.

-Sj out

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