South Down the Coast
You can never escape; you can only move south down the coast.
Well, I survived Forks. In spite of directions from both Google Maps and my GPS, I’m sticking to U.S. 101, the coastal byway. For some reason, they keep telling me to go inland – a long way inland. Perhaps they know something I don’t, but I’m enjoying the views so far.
Made it to Florence, Oregon today. It got dark, and there’s not much point in cruising the coast road at night. Tomorrow, I’m hoping to push through to Fort Bragg, CA – at least an 8 hour drive. Not much different from today, really.
Tonight, though, I’m turning in early. Sleeping last night in Forks gave me nightmares, kept me waking up all night thinking there were… presences… in the room. All day I’ve felt out of sorts, and people have been looking at me funny. But for some reason, that stopped after the sun went down. And now, I shall sign off, for I must feed.