Saturday's ride from Klamath to Ferndale...

The consensus was for a bacon and egg breakfast...the early rising cyclists had to wait until daylight to arrive before departure so it was decided that all would leave the Woodland Villa Country Cabins at 7:15 to cycle to the Log Cabin Diner, five kilometers away.  The cyclists were warmed up when they got there - the temperature had dropped during the night so it was a tad chilly first thing in the morning.  I should mention that a flat had to repaired before the cyclists could leave for breakfast.  No one can understand that a tire can go flat overnight but it does happen.  This one will count for Saturday's total.





The elusive elk have finally been spotted...it's hard to get them on a photo since they blend in so well with the landscape.






Once again we invaded a "small town diner" and the lone waitress earned her keep with the 14 of us all in need of breakfast.  A volunteer from our group helped get everything on the tables so we could all eat at the same time.  They were down to one cook as well as their second cook was in hospital in labour with having a baby who decided to come three weeks early  or so the story went.

From here the cyclists would be taking the Newton Drury Parkway which would go right through the Redwoods..

 We were out of the Redwoods as quickly as we came into them.  Bernie organized the route so the cyclists would be taking scenic routes or bike paths today.  We did see lots of ocean scenery once again.  We all still say that the naked eye does see more than anyone can capture on camera.
Too bad we could not capture on a photo the 50+ sea lions we could see via binoculars but not with the naked eye.  We could hear them barking before we even got to the spot where they were.

Tail gate lunch was scheduled at the outskirts of Arcata - it turned out to be a very complicated meeting spot because of a festival in the middle of town.  We have a photo of how the cyclists were welcomed into town - being on bikes, they could go where the vehicles could not....cycling shoes are not conducive to dancing so could not join in with the dancers.




The cyclists who were with Joe assured me they would not have left Joe in Arcata....









Just before getting to Arcata, only the cyclists saw the following..

....with this many cows on the road, you can only imagine what was on the road..the cows did not stand still while going.....there will be some cow____ to wash off the bikes tomorrow!  The cows were being herded home for lunch and to be "relieved" from the looks of their udders.  A fellow cyclists took charge and led our cyclists to the edge of town so they would find the lunch spot.

Black berries are in full season and whenever we stop, we pick and eat.  At coffee time this morning, home made BlackBerry Pie was on the menu and a few pieces were ordered with lots of forks so everyone can have a taste.

Saturday's ride was 146 kilometers long - one cyclist wanted to do a "century ride" and he clocked in at 160 kilometers by taking an alternate route - we had a beautiful sunny day and the cyclists arrived in great form in Ferndale just before 5:00 p.m. - tired and hungry.  We had rooms at the Redwood Suites - great accommodations for the weekend.  Ferndale is known as a Victorian Town - a step back in time.  No more flats the whole day...

Some other photos taken on Saturday