The changing landscapes as I traveled up the coast during the second week of my adventure were often mesmerizing, especially when the weather was cooperating. When it didn’t, things oscillated between irritating and downright unnerving.
It’s amazing to me how much ground I covered, and how much I managed to fit in, over the course of those seven days. As I settled comfortably into life on the road, I found that it very much agreed with me. Looking out my windows at some of these sights buoyed my spirit in enormously profound ways, but we’ll get to that later. For now, let’s hop in the car and head north, through Napa and Sonoma Counties and forests of giant redwoods, along the Oregon Coast Highway and into the Goon Docks, before finally arriving in grunge country. I promised you the video for the second week of my adventure would be better than the first, and hopefully I’ve delivered on that promise (when YouTube isn’t trying to compress the results into a impressionistic nightmare).
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