Laundromat Showers are the Best

Cali

May 16

Ross dropped Robin off 5 miles outside of town and she ran the rest of the way, mostly downhill. The weather was perfect. Ross continued on into town to the laundromat for laundry and internet. We both also took a shower at the laundromat for $5 apiece. One of the patrons gave us a buck each because she thought we were homeless.
We lunched on huge sandwiches at Erik Schat’s Bakkery. They were delicious and prepared using the bakery’s famous sheepherder’s bread. Shat’s redeemed himself for the preposterously pitiful peach pie.
We Jeeped up Buttermilk Road, the old route miner’s took up the canyon to the old gold mine. A plaque told the story of the miners stopping at a local dairy located at the halfway point and getting a glass of buttermilk. That’s how the road got its name. If Ross worked in that mine there’s no doubt today the road would be called Ice Cream Road, although he does like a good glass of buttermilk too.

We opted to have a second cocktail last night at 7,500 ft. elevation. Yikes! We both woke up with headaches. Ouch! Ross now insists that two cocktails is a minimum for effective high altitude training. Somebody should Google dat!

California has odd laws for its campground bathrooms. Every single one has toilet seat covers (OK), but not a single one has soap, nor a soap dispenser (What?).

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