52 miles

After the rest day, we reset our clocks to roll out by 6am and end our rides before the afternoon winds. We did this for a while after Pismo, but we got a little lazy when the winds were calm and started sleeping in. Now that we’re in Oregon, we can’t slack anymore without consequence.

We got to Charleston by 11:30 and had the whole day to relax and explore. We even watched a movie on our little laptop.

Charleston is a fishing city and we were told at the visitor’s center that they have fresh oysters daily. Nick was determined to eat oysters on the half shell, and went to several local restaurants in search of them. Turns out, there are no fresh oysters in Charleston, unless you want them fried!