Again the early morning mist and fog at the camp site that was between a golf course and the beach.
We rode our bicycles off as the fog was lifting and past some interesting jagged peaks called the 7 sisters which were old long since dormant volcanic peaks.
.......south along the coast to another beach town, Pismo beach.
....complete with a foggy beach and some hopeful sunbathers.
Next we climbed a moderate hill and up onto a flat plateau with some incredible farmland. There were a few small towns populated totally by very friendly and seemingly very hard working Mexican Americans. I just loved the little town of Guadalupe where I chatted up some locals to learn that the grew a wide variety of fruits and vegetables.
They seemed to be a very family oriented happy community of people, hard working and definitely proud to be Americans.
The soil was very black and when I looked closely not loamy and filled with organic matter the way I usually thought of fertile soil to be, but dark and almos volcanic.
There were numerous fruit stands just loaded with fresh fruit, oranges, nectarines, avocados, strawberries and others.
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