Monday, March 29, 2016 Usal CA.
I met Steve about noon today and we headed north towards Fort Bragg, through Boonville on highway 128. We had about a three hour drive to get to the Usal creek area, which is where the Usal creek enters the Pacific ocean.
We were driving along on highway 1 just above Rockport when I saw the dirt road that goes to Usal. It’s easy to miss and I surprised Steve when I turned onto it. He thought I didn’t know where I was going, but I assured him that at least I thought I did as I hadn’t been up here in a number of years and I wasn’t sure what might have changed. We drove in something like ten miles on the narrow dirt road and eventually dropped down into this area where the camping and creek were, down there.
This was our first view of the area as we stopped at the first camp spot going down. A good view, but too windy for a camp spot. We will camp in the trees near the middle right of the picture. The gravel you see in the foreground is the main road going down the hill to the valley below.
Steve missed them as he didn’t stop and I continued on down and caught up to him.
I followed Steve down to the ocean parking area where we got out to have a look around. Steve still doesn’t know about the elk yet. Can you see the two of them just over his right shoulder? And how about the elk on the hillside to the right.
While Steve was setting up his camp, I walked around and gathered some firewood so we could have a fire as it was a bit on the chilly side with some wind. It’s a good thing I did or we would have had to turn in early as it was I think we made it to around midnight by the camp fire.
Day two at Usal Creek
Tuesday March 29, 2016 Usal Creek CA.
We decided to have a look around so we hopped in Steve’s jeep and drove around a bit to have a look at the place.
We tried the dirt road that goes up north from here, but found the gate locked for the winter, so that was out.
Returning down that road, we stopped to explore some camp spots and these guys approached us saying they could use our help.
Seems they were out back packing up along the coast and when they returned to their car to leave, the thing wouldn’t turn over, so they requested a jump. Steve took good care of them and got them going.
They left and we explored around the camp spots some more and eventually decided to go back out to the upper camp spot I stopped at on the way in so Steve could have a look.
Steve tried his hand at fishing in the ocean but didn’t do any good. He did have a bunch of excuses like most fishermen for why the fishing was bad. :O)
While cruising around the camp area today we did find a sign that said it costs twenty five bucks to camp here per night, but lucky for us the season hasn’t started yet. That’s a lot more than I’d pay for a primitive camp site.
That was our day.