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2018 07-16 > The Sea Shack


(Sorry, but do to the lack of an internet connection, we could not post this entry yesterday.)

We left the hostel without breakfast but with the hope that something would be found along the route.  While their have not been many places to get food on our route, we lucked out about 5 miles into our ride.  It was a relatively new restaurant and we were its only customers.  As such, we received excellent service and food.

The early part of our ride had many hills and each one was a little longer than the last.  While none of them were steep, they were tiring.  The middle of the ride was flat but we encountered head winds which weren’t so bad.  In fact, they helped keep us cool in the warmth of the afternoon.  About mile 40, in a 52 mile day, we got off the highway and cycled thru a “one-street” town that was nearly 5 miles long.  The town had numerous hotels and restaurants all calling us to stop.  However, we moved on, encountering several more hills before arriving at our nights lodging.

We chose this place to balance out our day’s mileage, not realizing its unique atmosphere.  We reached the Sea Shack (yes that is its name) by dropping off the highway down a steep gravel road (which will be even more of a challenge to climb in the morning).  We wish that we had the words to describe this place, but you would have to come here to experience it yourselves.  But here is our best effort.  The Sea Shack is a compound of many unique structures including yurts, A-frame lodgings, out door showers and toilets and a bar, snack bar, and office in the center.  Blues/rock music was playing at a moderate volume and the bar had half a dozen micro-brews on tap along with some micro-brewed ciders.  A sign prohibits smoking "grass" on the property but goes on to say that everything is okay on the beach.  Except for us old guys, the average age is in the mid-twenties.  Most males and females are minimally clothed; except for those females in heavy looking dresses and hats and those males and females with lots of tattoos and piercings.  While it was currently quiet, the Sea Shack hosts concerts all summer.  Hopefully, it will stay quiet enough for us old guys to get some sleep.

On the bright side, the beers were great, the food very good, and the people nice. By the way, when we checked in we were handed sheets and told that we had to make up our own beds in our A-frame.

An early morning update before we post this blog...Around 11 last night the music style changed to a loud pulsating cacophony of endless noise (yes we are old) that lasted until 2 a.m. 

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