Out-of-towner

I like streetdocking, particularly in pleasant towns like San Luis Obispo and Paso Robles that still have nice old downtowns and parks to hang out at, along with the goods and services I might need. And chill residents, of course.

But I needed a break, partly so I don’t get too stuck in a routine, but also to be where I don’t need to worry about being chased off by law enforcement or random hateful people.

Also, it’s starting to warm up enough (for me) in destinations farther north. So I can head that way.

Between where I was and the next good streetdocking town is a free campground up on a ridge—a good place to get back to nature and quietude. That’s where I am now. I was here last year and was lucky enough to grab a site that was being vacated. This time there is only one other rig— a large motorcoach. I’ll see if the situation holds for the next couple of days. The chances are good because it’s not the weekend. 

However, I want to put this coming weekend to my advantage. The best time to get through San Francisco is early Sunday mornings (plus, I guess, the middle of the night any day, but I don’t want to drive at that hour).

In the meantime, I have quiet, shade, and a nice view. The weather is nice even though I’m a couple of thousand feet higher than I was. It’s a good time for some heavy-duty relaxing.