Wednesday, June 25- Maybe it's Just the Weather...

Cannon Beach is a resort constructed for the rich. The locals here in Seaside agree. I'm at the Seaside International Hostel righ now, and I feel like shit. My throat is raw (probably because I've been smoking rolled cigarettes) and I'm feeling down. Maybe it's the overcast weather here, I don't know.

Other than the yuppie-ness of Cannon Beach, the beach itself is quite nice. Haystack Rock is enormous; I was shadowed in it's massive presence just as the sun sank into the Pacific.

From there, I hiked into Ecola State Park, a few miles north, where I bedded down in a place that was close to an overlook of the shore. Camping wasn't allowed in the park, but I didn't care; it was forested enough to make for a perfect hide-out, and I woke up early enough to tear down camp before I could get either reported or caught.

After eating a bowl of Grape-Nuts while staring out into the sea, hiked back to the road where I rode my bike back into Cannon Beach. When I was on the bus from Portland, I noticed that my back-pack had started to tear, so I bought a needle and some thread and did what I could to repair it.

After a shoddy stitch-job, I got onto Highway 101 north-bound and arrived here in Seaside 8 miles later. I checked in, had a shower, and crashed out for an hour.

Nicholas, one of my dorm-mates, is an old 65-year-old man who looks like Hemingway. I also met an older Australian couple who are going to cycle from here all the way to the Atlantic.

I'm starting to miss Denver. Not necessarily the city--just the connotations of home that the city brings me. For example, my friends. My family. Or snuggling up on the couch infront of a good film after a delicious, hot meal.

I don't miss work. I don't miss school. I don't miss most of the people back home, either. I guess what I miss most is feeling secure. I'm low on cash for the type of trip I'm doing, and it sucks not knowing where I'm going to sleep tomorrow night, and knowing that when I get home, I'm going to be dead broke. But I have so much time off! What do I do with all of it? To go back to work is out of the question. To sit around at home in Denver would be drab.

Like I said... maybe it's just the weather.