I spent a couple hours at the local library recharging and blogging. There, I met Elizabeth (English accent?) and Denise (grew up in Oxnard). Denise warned about all the crime in Oxnard.

King’s Hawaiian Bread rolls were on sale for 88 cents a pack. Hopefully those would work better than bagels as trail starch. I got two pastries from the bakery, a half-dozen chicken wings – I like the ones that have been under a heat lamp for a long time. Not only are they better well-done, they’re lighter – and a wedge salad plus kale and other items from the salad bar. I ate the salad on the spot.

Not only was the campground nearby, but the hike and bike area was right near the entrance. Lots of people staying there, and I was not entirely sure that they had all paid.

Matt’s channel on YouTube is “Matt Guz”. Check out his videos. He’s from Texas, and started from Arizona, crossing the desert, then headed north along the Pacific Coast Trail. He had a lot of good advice on the road ahead. Matt is 50 days into his semi-nomadic trek. He finds work for a few weeks, gets some money, then moves on. His next gig is working at a hostel in SLO. He’s traveling heavy by my standards. His goal was to get to Lompoc the next day, something that took me 2 days.

While talking to Alesha and Kent, I noticed a small pocket Bible on the table. They said they were both Christians like me, and that they prayed a lot, and would pray for me. I will return the favor. Alesha: I sent the full resolution picture to your email.

I also met Porter, a man from Missouri visiting this area for 10 days. No picture of him, sorry. He said that his tent got stolen in Malibu, and he replaced it with a cheap one.

There were more people I met at the campground, and I’ll talk about them in the next post.

Gopher holes were abundant. I pitched my tent on ground with a natural depression in the middle, for a more comfortable sleep.

Miles for the day, just 38.6