I Finally Caught a Break

Trip Start Sep 29, 2007
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Trip End Dec 01, 2007


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Friday, October 5, 2007

Today I caught a break at the McConnell State Recreation Area, about 4 mile out of my way, and for the bargain basement price of $3. For my three dollars, I get a camping spot with water, electricity and a fairly deserted area to pitch my tent. Initially,when I arrived, Gabriella, the attendant told me the park was closed, due to a Forest Ranger retirement sleep-over. After I explained my situation and my intent to write about the park, I was allowed one night with the stipulation that I leave by 11:00am. I might have said something as to here name appearing in a publication such as The New Yorker, or something like that. Who knows, I could happen, and faced with the probability of riding any more today, I stretched the truth.
I am not going to go off on some political tirade today, as I am in a great mood, I feel better, and I have a lot of assorted nuts to eat, and a Gatorade, with lots of salt added. I like it ok, and I don't cramp up. However, I will make one point about first impressions on a bicycle. In all of the towns I have been through, there a lot thieves, "crack-heads and all around nasty people riding around looking for something to steal. Yes, I am stereotyping, profiling and whatever anyone wants to call it but, I think that I could back-up these claims. One reason I say that is because when I approach someone to ask directions or something like that, The first quick impression that individual sees is a man on a bicycle. I can usually see their head shaking back and forth and a man I rode up to today in the outskirts of whatever town I was riding out of, said, "no spare change." It takes people a few minutes to take a closer look and realize that I am not a windshield wiper, or something of the sort. After the realization is made, most of the people are glad to help. It is unfortunate that we have to guard ourselves like that these days.
My first stop to eat was a restaurant/airport/R/V park, in Atwater, where the employees tried to get me in with just my tent. The manager actually came out and talked to me for a while while I pounded down a burger. After the conversation, the manager politely turned down my request to stay, citing some City Ordinance.
I really want to get into the whole, freedom thing. In my head I am playing an old Abby Hoffman, I think? news real where he is yelling into the mike, wearing an American Flag yelling, "we want to do what we want to do, go where we want to go," or something to that affect and I really want to elaborate. However, this is a travel forum, not a political forum, maybe I should look for one?
Last thing, as I was leaving the motel this morning, I noticed that the front derailer was off, so I asked around looking for a bike shop. I was directed to herb's Cyclery, at 215 W. Main in Merced, now I remember where I was. I dropped by Herb's and found a cool, but messy bike shop, where Herb adjusted my bike for free. Thanks, Herb. He said that he would look at travelers bikes for a reasonable charge, depending on what needs to be done.
Well, that's it. I wrote this one when I was tired again, and I have tons more stuff to write I think that I will close it out.
Steve
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