Day 8 Saturday January 19

Our site behind the pump house 

Racer bikers and the guy with the backhoe bucket

S and B under the bridge at Lime Kiln

Lime Kiln creek just below the kilns

     Out of Best Western without much ado, oh, except for the complimentary breakfast which I bet the chains and the staff are not thrilled about in general, but it went viral in the industry.  It went pretty viral with S and I or me alone actually. There was but a spoon full of scrambled left so in retaliation I took 5 sausage links, a hardboiled, the home fries and some other stuff plus the waffle, and orange juice. We, maybe out of fear of further rejections by  the California State Park system, continued looking and stopping in and checking the internet for camps but to little joy until we got a hot tip from a gate woman about one spot at Lime Kiln SP about 25 south. Snagged it too! Just behind the pump house, just above the creek, tidy and sweet. Got the awning out and the rug down. Place seems to be happily filled with the staff of a happy-go-lucky private  park management company. There is a store that really only has four boxes of pop tarts and lots of brewed coffee, there is the one friendly guy who does everything but mostly moves the orange cones that block access to every part of the place so as to encourage campers to walk everywhere; like the people up at the top of this gully of a park can drive a car in and put up their tents but they have to go find the guy to move the cones if they want to drive out. But where would they go, I ask myself? Gorda? I did ride the bike south a couple miles to the cutest li camping place called Kirk Creek and I saw the Nacimiento Road split off hwy 1 across from the Kirk Creek park but with the advisory that the road was not advised for vehicles longer than 30 feet or vehicles pulling trailers. The sign also says there are camps on it at 11 and 13 miles. Nacimiento Road may connect or become Indian Road in the Ventana Wilderness north and west of our current position. If this is true, the significance  would be stunning; groups of middle schoolers in the Adventure Ed  cadres could enter Ventana from the south  and hope to take back the humiliation of the first assualt in April of that fateful year XXXX.
     Actually the guy with the backhoe bucket in his little truck who seemed to know what was what around about said no you could not take a vehicle on Nacimiento Road and cross to Indian Road but you could walk or bike and make it through to Ventana.