I woke up at a decent time, packed up and headed into Port Hardy for breakfast. I found a great cafe with shopping in the basement and the upstairs. I wandered with my fm offer after eating, then set out for Cape Scott! (my head says that in a Great Scott! Voice every time)
I didn't make it all the way to the Cape, it's a bout a 21 km hike one way. But I rode the 63 km dirt road to the trail head. The first 20km was the worst, the second not memorable, and the last beautiful though the trees on dirt I dint feel was trying to kill me. (naturally the trip back couldn't end soon enough. All I wanted was pavement! Sweet sweet pavement) The effort was well worth it though: San Josef Bay, about a 3 km hike from the parking lot was magnificent! The tide was on its way in, so I couldn't get to second beach (or slget trapped on second beach) but I found a nearly private Cove to swim and nap in.
Back on the main road I headed south to Port McNeil. The fog set in. Both in my mood and the sky - I traveled a ways up a dirt track to try to find a free place to camp, it was muddy and I nearly dumped the bike twice, its super hard to control through slick muddy spots, you kinda just have to keep it moving.
I got into port McNeil and tried to make it to a campsite based on some signage I saw in town, but missed a turn on the dirt road to it, when I tried to turn around, down the bike went! I had to unpack in order to stand her up again, and I was facing straight into the ditch. I had to ride into the ditch to get facing up hill. I dropped the bike a second time getting out of the ditch. My confidence shot, I repacked and rode back up the hill to othe relative safety of pavement. Google maps showed a B&B nearby, I called, and a half hour layer I was sitting in a hot tub with tea.



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