15/09/2010 Day 15
Distance Travelled: 2 miles outside
Money Spent: $3 for a bag of pears from a market
Time cycling: 5 hours 15 minutes
Total Distance Traveled: 910 km
After packing up my things, fixing my tent (again) and saying farewell to the other cyclists in the camp I set off travelling further south, it was suppose to rain in the morning but thankfully it was all good.
I rode to a park with beach access to put my hand in the
I stopped by a Wednesday market at Waldport getting some cheap ripe pears for cheap.
At this point the clouds were rolling in and the weather turned from very overcast to pissing it down, thankfully I found refuge at a library in Yachats before it got stuck in the worst of it.
After using the internet for a very long time hoping the weather would clear but unfortunately it did not and according to the hourly weather forecast it wasn’t going to ,I asked the librarian (Gretchen) if there was a place near town I could camp under a tree and she was kind enough to suggest a friend who helped out some other cyclists a while ago, so I left the library in the rain and cycled to Ed’s place, he was a big kind hearted man and willing to let a complete stranger crash on his floor. He was recently converted to the religion of Jehovah’s Witness after a lifetime of drug and alcohol abuse and we talked about the religion and my travels for some time, he even offered me a Bible (Jehovah’s Witness Edition) to take to read but I thankfully declined the offer. He offered me dinner too; a bean, rice dish he had made earlier that was very spicy and needed to be.
Also at the library I found out the weather for Friday was going to be terrible, I contacted a person (Dean Martin) on couch surfing about 100km from here in a town called North Bend to host me for 2 days until the weather cleared and I got a response accepting me right away.
Ed says the bible has helped him on his journey too be clean and he insists that God has helped him fight his addictions; me on the other hand have not had something so bad happen to me for me to turn to God; until (hoping not) this happens I don’t think I need to devote my life to a fictitious character and a book.
Just before going to bed Ed handed me a smaller JW Bible (travel edition) insisting it is even just a good book to read and to take with me on my trip, it was a little bit forward but he wasn’t pushing hard for me to be part of the religion, who knows I might flick through a few pages and perhaps I might get something out of it. So, thank you Ed.
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