The 5 hour ride to Manchester, CA, which is about 20 miles south of Mendocino, was very twisty on US 101, then CA-20 and CA-1.  I am not exaggerating when I say we saw over a dozen landslides or rock slides being worked on by crews.  In each of these places the lanes were narrowed to one, with flaggers, or as Gary calls them, sign-twiddlers.  Very frustrating and slow-going.  Not to mention that Jazzy gets carsick and has had an accident every day we have changed locations.  We called the vet and will try her on some kid's Dramamine tomorrow.

We arrived at the Manchester Beach/Mendocino KOA RV park, which is in the middle of nowhere.  This was where we lost our ability to use the internet.  I never realized how addicted I am and how terrible I feel when I want to know something and can't look it up.  I will have to work on that.

This is a sculptured tree with the silhouette of a woman sitting underneath.  It is in Point Arena, which is just south of Manchester.  We saw it on our way to dinner at the Garcia River Casino, which is a tiny, one room casino with a grill in the corner.

After dark Gary took Jazzy for a walk and heard some kind of animal screaming in the woods.  Since this is Bigfoot territory, we had to wonder.