Alissa: Another day of riding in off and on rain to get to our cabin in Leggett, which had a wood-burning stove! (Glen: And a good thing, too, since we were the wettest/freeziest here of any place except for Redcrest.)
On the way we passed many oddities, the first being this giant guy:
Then we stopped to grab a snack here:
And with our short ride, we had plenty of time to play at Confusion Hill:
Glen: It was kind of amazing to find such a cheesy tourist trap in a place that seemed as much in the middle of nowhere as any place I’ve been. In fact, it’s considered a historic site because it is a rare holdout among many such cheesy tourist traps that developed in the 30s and 40s along with car culture. This spot was so deserted that the only place to eat was a pub open only Thurs, Fri, Sat — luckily for us we were there on a Friday.
