This was a two week scenic tour with my friend Azalea. So I suppose it doesn't really belong in a site about long solo trips, but it's here anyways.
It speaks volumes about Azalea that she was still friends with me after the trip. I'm a difficult person. We learned to compromise - I agreed to stay in motels often and slowed the pace down to about thirty miles a day; She didn't kill me on the first day when I left her behind on a challenging route through the Marin headlands which she was unprepared for.
We were both students at U.C. Berkeley at the time and were both enrolled in a summer field program in Plumas County (in the Sierras, north of Tahoe) offered by the forestry department. I had actually passed through the area the summer before and could think of only one good way to get there.
The most notable event of the trip occured around when we were at Lake Barryessa. I had gotten poison oak so badly on my face I could barely see for the swelled eyelids. In the end I made an appearance at the Napa hospital emergency room for a shot of Prednizone.