hmmm...Sunday.
I did some work until midday, then the (relatively) rare sunny weather obliged me to try for a bike ride.
We had procured a local Forest Service map of the area, and I thought I had identified a fire-road loop near the house. I found the entrance off PCH, next to a swamp, and headed down the gravel road. I had only gone a half mile and decided better of it: the local residents, mostly living in older trailers, did not seem to appreciate my passing, or be impressed my nifty mountain bike or my Team Italia bib tights. Their dogs didn't seem to like me, either.
Remembering the regional reputation for meth labs, I left and found another route into the hills, this time with more success. Once away from the highway, I was climbing up fairly steep hills among very young fir trees. This area had obviously been cleared some time ago, and it seems that developers are gradually extending the small community of homes around Seal Rock.
Eventually I found the ridgeline, and on it, a small cemetery. I spent some time there, looking for the oldest markers (1890's?) and trying to remember some of the names so that I could look them up in the online databases when I got back.
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