Day 23

Day 22


Woke this morning without so much as a smidgen if bird poo on the tent. Result!


70 miles and 700m climbed – a relatively easy day, with one big climb shortly before arriving at Lompoc

Lompoc itself seems like a nice place – but having cycled through it we found the only campsite in town which was satisfactory. Unlike the state park campsites this is a private one – with the bizarre policy to close the shower (yes one for the whole campsite) at 6pm!

The campsite was several miles from the centre of town so we treated ourselves to Dominoes Pizza -  who deliver!


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