60 miles today. Easy miles. I spent my time and did all of the scenic side trips. Moonstone Beach. Cambria. Cayucos. Morrow Rock. San Luis Obispo Mission. Sat around at Trader Joe's and drank a quart of carrot juice. Walked the dunes to the beach and finished my book. As I read the left page I burried my left foot. And vice versa. The sand was fine and clean and got everywhere. A flock of dirty birds perched in the sand near by and watched me--and didn't watch me. I considered the possibility or desirability of running into them to disturb their sunset. Maybe they though of doing the same to me.
I watched my shoes fill with sand as I walked back to camp and did not care. It is my last night.
-niko (by pismo beach)
congrats niko! i'm sure the end of your journey is incredibly bittersweet. i wish you had ended in seattle, where you started, so that we could have a celebratory pitcher and an appropriate toast.
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