A treacherous ride right from the start . . . Mark was attacked by killer bees. Luckily I caught it on camera.
After that ordeal, it was time for a rest stop. Found one, but it wasn’t exactly what we had in mind.
Once done visiting the John, we ran into a guy by the same name across the street.
Seems John is the purveyor of all things interesting, such as his artsy, eclectic, funkadelic shack . . .
his half-covered, mint-condition, vintage Chrysler New Yorker (what a beaut!!!) . . .
and his avant garde rest stop I recently made use of.
In a perfect world, Mark and I would have spent the whole day with John. He was just one of those guys. Instead, we simply signed his Toilet Journal and went on our way. So long, John. We’ll be sure to flush away the hours with you next time we’re passing through!
On to the Avenue of the Giants today–home of the REDWOODS!
To see our original trip route map, click on the first post of this mini-series:
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