Day 188 - 7th December, Los Osos - Pismo - Guadalupe, 43.10 miles

V noci lialo, prvy dazd od Leggettu, ale rano uz bolo pekne, aj ked celkom chladno. Rozlucili sme sa s Georgom a Pat a pokracovali na juh. Na jednotku sa vraciame po Los Osos Valley Road. Udolie Los Osos je celkom pekne, daleke vyhlady, nie uplne giganticke polia, po oblohe kruzia mysiaci. Okrajovo skrabneme San Luis Obispo, neschadzame na jednotku, pretoze tu ide paralelna cesta, po ktorej nas vedie cyklotrasa. Prechadzame cez mensi horsky hreben a opat sme pri oceane na pobrezi. Prechadzame okrajom Oceana a pri stupani do dalsieho mesta Callender, Baska dostala defekt, opravujeme ho na kraji cesty v tieni eukalyptov, invaznej to dreviny dovlecenej z australie, aby, po tom co tu zliklidovali cedrove lesy, mali nejake stromy schopne rast v tomto suchopare. Akurat si ako obvykle miestny nedali dve a dve dohromady a teraz vdaka eukalyptom tu maju brutalne poziare, kedze kora, ktora sa odlupuje z tychto stromov sluzi ako idealne palivo, nehovoriac o samotnych stromoch plnych eukalyptoveho oleja :-). To sme sa dozvedeli od Georga. Tiez sme sa dozvedeli o tom, ze sem introdukovali diviaky a teraz s nimi maju velke problemy, netusil som, ze aj diviak moze byt invaznym druhom. Jedneho sme videli, poriadne obrovske hovado. Akurat nechapem ako tu mozu prezit, pri tychto lovuchtivych domorodcoch, resp. ze je problem s tym, ze sa velmi rychlo mnozia a nestihaju ich strielat.
Navecer sa dostavame do Guadalupe, nachadzajuce sa uprostred poli a jahodovych plantazi. Caka nas tu Anny, dalsia warmshoweristka. So zapadom slnka teplota klesa takmer na nulu, k Anny prichadzame riadne vymrznuty. Ale Anny je uzasnou hostitelkou, hned nas posiela dat si horuci kupel a zatial pripravila vybornu veceru. Pri veceri sme sa rozpravali o vsetkom moznom, Anny precestovala cely svet ako aktivistka pomahala ludom v Azii, Afrike, Amerike, navstivila asi vsetky krajiny co ich na zemeguli mame a hlavne mala uzasne nazory na zivot a to co je hodnotne, az sme sa divili, ze niekto takyto moze zit v USA :-)

It was raining in the night, first rain after Leggett. Good timing, because in the morning was clear and we could continuing without problems.

Day 187 - 6th December, San Simeon - Morro Bay - Los Osos, 32.34 miles

Po tom co prejdeme cez mestecko Cambria a zdolame mensi kopec, dostavame sa do vyprahlej, skoro puste, čo sú pastviný rancerii, ktore sa tiahnu od obzoru po obzor. Nastastie ficime s dobrym vetrom a mierne z kopca, takze tym suchoparom prechadzame pomerne rychlo. Pred dalsim mesteckom Cayucos odbocujeme k oceanu a v malej zatocinke si davame obed, spolu s belusami. Na obzore sa z vody vypina obrovitanska skala a fabrika na vyrobu vody v Morro Bay. Prejdeme cez Morro Bay, cez park, kde sa na stromoch uz zhromazdili supy na nocovisko. Ani sme nevedeli, ze takto nocuju pohromade. My sme prenocovali v Los Osos u Georga a Pat, dalsich warmshoweristoch. Skveli ludkovia. George bol skautsky veduci.

After we passed through small town named Cambia, the road led us away from the coast, between hills covered with dry grass. All around us was land changed to the pastures. It was very hot here but luckily we got good tailwind. And because it was small downhill, very soon we came back to the ocean shore and left that sad piece of land behind us. In front of Cayucos was nice view on entire Morro Bay, with two dominant - huge monolithic rock in the shape of pyramid standing in the water and some ugly  factory (probably for making the drinking water). In Morro Bay we saw for the first time huge roosting site with turkey vultures. In the late evening our last miles led us to Los Osos, where we stayed with George and Pat, two amazing people, warmshowers hosts of course. Pat prepared an amazing dinner and we had interesting conversation. George told us about eucalypts and why they were introduced to this region of USA (because after they destroyed local forests, people were looking for some trees able to grow in this conditions, so they chose eucalypt, now they are spreading everywhere and are the most often reason of the wild fires), we also found out that here in this region they have big problem with wild hogs, also non native. Actually we saw one on the way here.

Day 186 - 5th December, Kirk Creek - Elephant Seal Rookery - San Simeon State Park, 43.23 miles

Den morskych vydier. Nasli sme ich kusok za Kirk Creekom. Naraz som mal pocit, ze musime zastavit, tak sme zastavili a ja som zacal dalekohladom prehladavat more chaluh pod nami. A naozaj po chvili sme ich nasli, bolo ich asi devet, vyvalovali sa na vlnach, chvilami sa hrali alebo omotane/zakotvene v chaluhach spali. Pozorovali sme ich asi hodinu. Zvysok dna sa klukatime po utesoch, chvilu sme riesili problem s vodou, ale nakoniec sme ju dostali v jednej z restauracii co tu su. Aj ked skoro nam ju nedali, ze vraj len pre zakaznikov... Navecer uz opustame povestne utesy Big Sur-u, po paradnom zjazde sa dostavame na roviny, lietaju tu duchovia, miestny druh kani, cele biele a sede a s uhrancivym pohladom. Prichadzame do Elephant Seal Rookery (neviem najst slovensky nazov), obrovske samce sa tu navzajom plieskaju tlamami a vydavaju rucivo-trubive zvuky. Zaroven su strasne vtipní Prespavame v San Simeon State Park.

Today we hit the road quite early in the morning. It was nearly freezing in the shade, but on the sun the temperature was pleasant. We were in the area with Sea Otters, but we still haven't seen any. Looking on the kelp (or seaweed?) "fields", suddenly I had feeling that here we have to find some of them. So we stopped and really after a while I found small group of nine. They were playing, chasing each other or sleeping on the water wrapped in the kelps. After one hour suddenly they disappeared, so we continued on the windy road with the cliffs beneath. We nearly run off the drinking water (the day was very hot finally), but soon enough there was a restaurant and we could refill our bottles. Well, we nearly didn't get any, because the water was only for customers. An another sign that we are entering the desert. Today we left Big Sur, the long and amazing downhill ride was nice farewell with this gorgeous area. In the evening we passed near by Elephant Seals Rookery, that was also interesting experience to see all those huge males. For the night we stayed in San Simeon State Park.

Day 185 - 4th December, Andrew Molera SP - Big Sur - Kirk Creek, 34.45 miles

Rano opustame kemp relativne skoro, teda vzhladom na vcerajsi experiment s Krakenom. Prechadzame cez Big Sur, od A. Molera SP cesta vedie hlbokym udolim, v ktorom sa akymsi zazrakom zachoval kus pekneho cedroveho lesa. Cesta pomaly, ale iste stupa, nakoniec kym vylezieme na vrchol mame za sebou skoro hodinu slapania do kopca. Otvara sa vyhlad na pobrezie s jeho fantastickymi skalami a utesov. Opat sa klukatime po utesoch, za kazdou zatackou sa otvara nejaky novy paradny vyhlad. Vysoke hory padaju rovno do oceanu a na ich ramenach sa klukatime po zvysok dna. Prechadzame cez Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park so zatokou ako z filmu Modra laguna... Prechadzame cez dalsie rokliny, strze, uzasne hlboke, preklenute "historickymi" mostami. Slapeme dlho do noci, nie je tu kde prespat, brania nam v tom bud utesy alebo ostnate ploty. Ked konecne prichadzame do State Parku, posielaju nas prec, lebo tam nie je hiker/biker miesto, ze vraj o dve mile dalej je kemp, ktory je aj pre bajkerov. Nastastie su to naozaj len dve mile. Je hviezdnata noc, mesiac uz pomaly zapadol do oceanu a je riadna kosa, skoro mrzne. Spolu s nami tu mrzne este iny par cyklistov, idu do San Francisca a nemaju moc vybavenie na taky chlad, je to tu trochu neobvykle. Este je tu jeden chodec, tazko povedat ci to je bezdomovec alebo nejaky dalsi sialenec ako my, na cestach po svete. Ma taky "offroadovy" vozik.

After tasteless breakfast (Kraken rum no more! :-)) we left A. Molera SP.  While we were preparing our bikes, in front of the campground, one old guy on motorcycle stopped for a chat. He also did this part of the coast on bicycle and gave us some useful informations about hiker/biker campground between L.A. and San Diego (because there are only two of them). He was now on the way to L.A. to sell his motorcycle. In Big Sur village we had small refreshment, ice cream, even it was very cold. Then the road through State Park, full of beautiful redwoods, went  steadily uphill. Very soon it was pretty steep hill. It took nearly one hour to get on the top, but it was worthy. Amazing views of the coast, ocean and hills above, but what was the best was a long ride downhill with cliffs and beautiful coves on our right side. Especially Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park was gorgeous with small cove and waterfall (I don't know where the water came from, because everything around here is dry). We also went through another bridges overarching through deep ravines or gorges. Still on the coast, basically glued to the cliffs, there wasn't any good place to camp so we had to bike quite long after sunset. When we finally arrived (after nice downhill with tunnel and some construction work on the road) to some State Park (under hwy's bridge), they told is that they don't have hiker/biker sites, so we had to continue to the next one (or we could pay 35$). What was nice, was that we could get drinking water here, because the next State Park is without water. Luckily it was only two miles. So we finally sleepy in the Kirk Creek State Park. Night was very cold, nearly freezing, for is it wasn't big problem, but there were an another bikers, on their trip to San Fran and they haven't been prepared for this cold weather. Down here it's not very common.

Day 184 - 3rd December, Monterey - Carmel - Point Sur - Andrew Molera State Park, 40.56 miles

Bajker s long bajkom, nam rano poradil aby sme si isli popri pobrezi na 17 Mile Drive, ze je to velmi pekne. Po ceste k pobreziu, chceme "natankovat", uz nam dosiel benzin do varica, ale na pumpe aj ked je otvorena, nik nie je. Kym hladame obsluhu (pretoze tu sa najprv plati az potom tankuje), pride k nam akysi chlapik a da nam 10$ a zduchne skor nez stihneme podakovat. 17 Mile Drive je naozaj pekna cesta, vedie po pobrezi s krasnymi skalami a utesmi, je tu aj jedno "tulenie" bralo s paradnou koloniou tulenov (a paradnym puchom sa od nich valiacim, dost fukalo v zlom smere :-)). Na krase tejto cesty neubralo ani to ze viedla cez golfove ihrisko. Bolo vsak celkom citlivo spravene, takze celkom zapadalo do scenerie. Bol tu aj maly lesik s endemických druhom cedra (uz si presne nepamatam presne akym). Za tymto lesikom sa nachadzaju nabliskane palace tej bohatsej vrstvy USAncanov, vacsinou repliky, klasickych stavieb z Europy. Opustame Monterey a prechadzame cez Carmel, snobska kolonia bohacov ako vysita, ale maju tu postu a tak posielame domov balik so "zbytocnymi" vecami. Konecne sa nam trocha nase tasky odlahcili, aj ked to stalo okolo 60$. Za Carmelom uz zaciname ukusovat z Big Sur-u, dalsiemu legendarnemu kusku zapadneho pobrezia. Kopce tu uz su uplne bez stromov, cedre uz v davnych dobach padli za obed rozsirujucej sa pastve a rancom, teraz kopce pokryvali len zakrsle kriaky a sucha trava, do toho je kade tade vidno rozbite svahy eroziou. Cesta sa postupne zacina stverat do kopcov, lemovana po pravej strane strmymi utesmi. Zaciname prekonavat hlboke rokliny po prvych mostoch, pobrezie je lemovane fantastickymi rozorvanymi bralami a skalami, okolo ktorych sa vlnia tesne pod hladinou lesy chaluh, najproduktivnejsieho to ekosystemu na zemi. Zdviha sa poriadny vietor, nastastie busi do nasich chrbtov, obcas ani nemusime slapat do kopca, problem je akurat v zakrutach, ked poryvy vetru do nas udieraju z boku. Na uzkej ceste a so strmym utesom po pravici to nebolo velmi prijemne. Nakoniec sa cesta, klukatiaca sa po utesoch, vyrovnala trocha sa vzdialila od oceanu a prechadzala pastvinami s dobytkom. Bol dalsi z krasnych zapadov slnka s krvavo cervenymi oblakmi. Noclah sme nasli v kempe Andrew Molera State Parku. Okrem nas tu nikto nebol a vo "food" boxoch sme nasli celkom slusnu zasobu jedla, piva a skoro plnej flase Krakena, pomerne lacneho rumu. Takze vecer nam bolo celkom veselo...

That guy on long bike recommended us to follow the coast on 17 Mile Drive, which showed up to be a good choice. On the gas station (we had to refill gasoline bottle for our cooking stove), somebody just gave us 10$ to sponsor our journey, I guess :-) 17 Mile Drive was really beautiful, with very nice coast (rocks, cliffs), even it let through golf courses. We saw many seals/sea lions and a lot of birds, passed through small forest with some kind of ceder, which groves only here. There are also huge (fake) houses, probably some very rich people tried to built them as replicas of the old European houses, but everything is just wood and plasterboard. Even worst it is in Carmel, which we renamed to Justforrichpeopleland. We stopped there for while in post office to send home some useless stuff. And then we were finally on the Hwy 1 and with Big Sur in front of us. The hills on our left side are without any trees, redwoods were cut down a long time ago, pastures for cows were probably more important. Nowadays we didn't see any cattle there, pastures were covered with shrubs and slopes broken by erosion. The coast hwy slowly went uphill, but this time the wind helped us a lot, it was so strong that we nearly didn't have to pedal. We crossed the first from many Big Sur's bridges, some of them overarching pretty deep gorges, with beautiful cliffs and ocean on our right side it was gorgeous :-) With strong wind in our backs we were nearly flying, the only problems were curves where tailwind changed to sidewind and then we had to fight for balance and not falling down 600 feet to the ocean. Finally after we crossed the cliffs, the road went more inland and nicely level and with pastures (this time also with cattle) around us. This day slowly ended and after amazing sunset in last rays of light we arrived to Andrew Molera State Park. We found here nice and completely empty campground, perfect for us. What was even better in food boxes we found some candies, beers and nearly full bottle of Kraken rum, so we could celebrate Barbora's nameday :-)

Day 183 - 2nd December, Marina - Monterey, 15.05 miles

Noc sme preckali pred mesteckom Marina na uzemi nikoho, vzacnom to kusku tu v USA, ktory nebol za ostnatym drotom. Od Mariny nas vedie do Monterey pekna cyklocesta, popri byvalej vojenskej zakladni, teraz to nadherny State Park s paradnymi dunami a pestrofarebnym kobercom sukulentov. Na predmesti Monterey kupujeme elektronicku citacku knih - Nook, takze len co sa nam ju podari nabit mozeme si citat do aleluje. V Monterey sme sa vysplhali na strasny kopec, kde sa nachadza Veterans Memory Park, kde je kemp s hiker/biker miestami. Je to jediny kemp siroko daleko, takze tu ostavame na noc. Je to tu trocha bezdomovecke, ale bezdomovci v USA su civilizovany, takze je to v pohode. Pecieme si placky, bavime sa s chlapikom, bajkerom co ma "long" bajk (nieco ako normalny bicykel, ale zadny nosic je vyrazne predlzeny takze nan moze mat velke tasky).

From Marina we went to Monterey on very nice bike trail, right next to the former military base, now State Park with amazing sand dunes. Before Monterey we bought ebook reader (Nook), so finally, now we can read every night for weeks :-) Today we stay in Monterey in Veterans Memory Park where is also small campground which also have hiker/biker site. To get there wasn't very easy, campground is on the top of steep hill. Campground is fine but a little homeless-ish, but USA's homeless are quite civilized, so it was ok. Together with us there was another biker, on long bike. Today we tried to make flat bread, quite successfully.

Day 182 - 1st December, Santa Cruz - Marina, 40.76 miles

Dnes pre zmenu vyrazame do krasneho pocasia. Na vlnach sa prehana kopec surferov. Pri plazi sa snazime najst kde maju nase karimatky diery, uz vydrzia nafuknute sotva dve-tri hodiny. Na mojej karimatke sme nic nenasli, zato pri Baskinej karimatke, ked som uz zalepil asi dvadsiatu dieru, uz som toho nechal. Zatial co sme hladali/lepili zisiel sa tu miestny ukulele klub, asi dvadsat ludi, a zacali hrat vsetky mozne pesnicky od Beatles alebo Oldies. Zaroven vyberali peniaze na pomoc pre ludi na Filipinach. Baska tiez svojou troskou prispela a pridala sa k nim na flaute. Potom co sme skoncili s karimatkami a nakupili nejaky proviant, opustili sme Santa Cruz. Na krizovatke pred nami stalo auto, z ktoreho sa mohutne dymilo, vo vnutry sedela babicka a poctivo tahala z paradnej "hasisackej" fajky, na to ako musela byt pod "vplyvom" soferovala celkom dobre, ale aj tak som rad za tie siroke krajnice co tu maju...
Za Santa Cruz sme prechadzali cez nekonecne jahodove plantaze. Miestami bol vzduch presyteny vonou jahod. Tak odtialto sa beru vsetky tie jahodove dzemy, zmrzliny a pod....

For today we have brilliant sunny and warm weather. The ocean is full of surfers. Close to the beach, in downtown, local ukulele club plays oldies and collects money for shelter in Philippines. Baška also joined them, but with the recorder. While they were playing, I tried to fix as many holes in our sleeping pads as possible, but after tenth hole I just gave up. These inflatable sleeping pads are nice and comfortable, but definitely not suitable for long trips and definitely not for sleeping in the desert :-) On our way through Santa Cruz, when we were approaching to one interception, there was one car waiting on the red lights and with clouds of smoke getting out of it. Judging by the smell it wasn't burning engine, this smoke had typically "funky" scent. I expected that bunch of local teenagers had competition in the grass smoking , what was our surprise, when we saw small, old lady sitting alone in that car, with small, glass pipe in her hand. Her ability to drive a car didn't seem to be affected :-) After Santa Cruz we nearly got lost between huge farm fields with strawberries. They were everywhere, on the grounds, in the air (only not in ours mouths). Today somehow disappeared very quickly, after we had late lunch on some State Beach close to the big and ugly factory, suddenly came the evening, so we put our tent on the nobody's land near the town of Marina.

Day 181 - 30th November, Half Moon Bay - Pomponio State Beach - Santa Cruz, 51 miles

Rano v hmle, pokracujeme po pobrezi, cesta sa klukati ako husenkova draha. Obedujeme oproti malemu ostrovu doslova pokrytemu kormoranmi a pelikanmi. Celkom fuci a je chladno. Okolo obeda sa hmla straca a konecne ideme v slnecnom dni. Cesta vybieha na utesy, ocean huci niekde pod nami. Vidime delfiny nahanaju sa vo vlnach. Za chvilu aj tulene a o kus dalej sa cele krdle pelikanov vrhaju do vln a lovia ryby. Stojime na hrane utesu a v urovni nasich oci prelietavaju krdle pelikanov. Navecer prichadzame do Santa Cruz, kochame sa nadhernym zapadom slnka na "Natural Bridges State Beach" vyzera to ze sem prislo skoro cele mesto pozriet si ho. Uz po tme prichadzame k nasim warmshowers hostitelom Chrisovi a Paule. Stravili sme s nimi vecer plny zaujimavej konverzacie s vybornou vecerou a vinom. Dozvedeli sme sa, ze akurat tiahnu ancovicky, preto bolo na mori tak rusno.

Morning in the fog. We followed the coast, the road went up and down like on the roller-coaster. For lunch we stopped at Pomponio State Beach, right to opposite of the small island full of cormorans and pelicans. In the afternoon the fog disappeared, finally it isn't cold and wet. From the nice part of the road, which was on the high cliff, we saw dolphins chasing each other in the waves and flocks of pelicans flying right next to us. A lot of them were also hunting on the ocean, together with seals. In the evening we arrived to Santa Cruz. From the coast of Natural Bridges State Beach was an amazing view on the beautiful, red sunset. In Santa Cruz we stayed with Chris and Paula, our warmshowers hosts. We had amazing dinner and good conversation. They told us that now is time when anchovies migrate, so that is why it was so busy on the ocean.

Day 180 - 29th November, San Francisco - Dali City - Pacifica - Half Moon Bay, 31.39 miles

Ráno sme sa rozlúčili s Jacobom a cez Haight-Ashbury (miestom presláveným bítnikmi a hippies) prešli opäť do Golden Gate Parku. Hippíkov sme žiadnych nevideli, zato pri parku sa vyvaľovala celá tlupa bezdomovcov. Prešli sme na pobrežie a začali sa štverať do Daly City. Z nejakého dôvodu ho postavili na pieskovom útese, akurát sa im teraz trochu sunie do mora. Nechápem prečo tam vôbec niekto chce žiť, keď sme tam dorazili, priplazila sa od oceánu hustá hmla a krásny slnečný deň bol razom studeným, sychravým zimným dňom, a hmlu tu vraj majú skoro stále, Jacob hovoril, že sme mali celkom šťastie, že sme videli slnečné San Francisco. Takže v studenej, mokrej hmle sme hľadali nejaké wifi, aby sme mohli dať o sebe vedieť naším ďalším hostiteľom v Santa Cruz. Rozhodli sme sa už konečne začať využívať naplno warmshowers.org. Ako tak sme postávali na ulici, náhodou pred budhisticko-altruistickým centrom, zastavilo pri nás auto a tetuška-budhista-altruista sa nás spýtala, že čo potrebujeme. Na naše prekvapenie vytiahla z kabelky niečo ako router a zrazu sme sa mohli pripojiť na internet. Poslali sme teda email naším hostiteľom, rozlúčili sa s tetuškou a začali zdolávať kopec do Half Moon Bay. Tento úsek bol asi najnebezpečnejší z celej našej cesty. Úzka cesta sa kľukatila do strmého kopca, žiadna krajnica, hmla, mokro, vietor a šialená premávka navyše tu šoféri ani v hmle svetlá moc nepoužívajú . Za kopcom nás čakal parádny tunel + zjazd z kopca a ďalšia úzka cesta. Ale akosi sme to prežili bez ujmy na telesnej schránke, aj keď sme mali zopár veľmi tesných stretnutí s prebiehajúcimi autami. Do Half Moon Bay State Park sme však už prišli po peknej cykloceste, cesta bola aj tak upchatá autami, všetci sa už vracali domov z práce. Prespali sme v kempe, okrem nás tu bol ešte ďalší pár na bicykloch.

In the morning we left Jacobs's house and went to the Golden Gate park again, but this time thought Haight-Ashbury. There was some kind of hippies atmosphere but mostly we saw only hipsters or homeless and a lot of people in front of shops, it was Black Friday. After we got to the coast we turn our backs to the San Francisco, headed south again. In the Daly city we found out what is this famous San Francisco's fog about. Why somebody would like to live in this wet and cold white milk, I don't understand :-). Biking in the fog we were looking for some internet. We got access to wifi in front of buddhist centre, thank to one woman which works there. We needed to contract next warmshowers host in Santa Cruz. After this was successfully done, we had to get to the Half Moon Bay. Between Daly City and Half Moon Bay is only one big hill, but the road there is probably the worst part on the entire Coast Highway. Bike Path ended in front of narrow, windy road without any shoulder and pretty steep hill. It was quite problem to get on the road because of very high traffic (it was already afternoon and people were returning to their homes). After we got on the top of the hill, strong wind hit us (but luckily no car, yet), still in the fog and cold it was really tough. But finally we got on the other side of the hill and in front off Half Moon Bay we also left that crazy traffic behind us, partly thanks to the traffic jam (it was satisfying to be faster than cars) and also because of nice bike trail which led us to the Half Moon Bay State Park Campground. We camped there, white void still around us, later came to the hiker/biker site another couple of bikers, we met them first time in the Daly City, so they also survived that deadly hill.

Day 179 - 28th November, Thanksgiving in San Francisco & Oakland

Deň Vďakyvzdania, Jacob nás pozval k jeho bratovi na „Orphan Thanksgiving" (niečo ako deň vďakyvzdania pre siroty), kde sa stretneme s ich priateľmi, ktorí tiež nemohli byť počas tohoto dňa so svojimi rodinami. Takže doobeda sme pripravili nejaké malé občerstvenie, aby sme aj my niečím prispeli (yogees :-)) a poobede nás už Jacobovo autíčko poháňané použitým, starým rastlinným olejom z reštaurácii (dá sa kúpiť cez internet a je výrazne lacnejší než nafta) odviezlo do Oaklandu k jeho bratovi. Slávnostná večera bola extra bohatá, keďže sa tu zišlo asi 10 ľudí a každý prišiel s niečim extra dobrým a zaručene organicky pestovaným či Fairtrade. Spoznali sme tu kopec zaujímavých ľudí a nakoniec si užili kúpanie vo výrivke pod hviezdnym nebom.

Today we spent with Jacob and his and his brother's friends. Together we had "the orphans" Thanksgiving. Everybody brought something, so we had so much excellent food, that it nearly killed us (after so many days on the road, cooking just beans or pasta...). We also contribute with "yogees" (spread from yoghurt, garlic and cheese - Baška's family recipe). So, we met a lot of cool people and in the evening we enjoyed the hot tube under the stars (which was very unusual for us in this time of year :-)).