Day 63 Friday March 15

Our spot on the Sacramento at Durango RV in Red Bluff

     Early bike ride through Red Bluff with a bear claw at the only coffee and pastry place I saw; S did a walk of the same hour's duration and off we went after the standard breakfast to, S signed us up for a stay at the historic Wolf Creek Inn, to Wolf Creek. The i5 was a fine and noble engineering feat to experience after so many days of washboard or back roads. The staff at the historic inn, the woman, the kid, and the husband, was a fine feat of human hospitality but the town was straight out of a Stephen King novel. Dinner in the old inn was burgers and wine and random chats with the 12 year old.  A Gene Autry rendition of "My Daddy's on Deathrow" played in the background.
     B was added to the ticket for 10$ and is resting quietly at the foot of the bed. She has been alert and watchful since we came to this place.