Blake and I met up with John and Carol for a ride down the coast. Made our way down to a restaurant that I don’t remember the name of for lunch for Carol’s birthday. Then we went down to Big Sur and did the short hike to McWay Falls which I had to see after Derek posted pictures of it awhile ago. Then it was back inland and Blake and I split off to set up camp at the Pinnacles. Even though I had been there as a kid with the family, I didn’t remember it at all. We set up the tent and then went back to Hollister to have dinner with Carol and John. Good conversation followed and Blake and I realized we were about to get locked out of the campground if we didn’t high tail it back. Neither of us had clear faceshields since we weren’t planning on any night riding this trip. Riding at night, in deer country, with tinted faceshields, while trying to make what seemed like an impossible deadline, didn’t make for a very relaxing ride. Fortunately, the gates weren’t locke that night so we got to sleep in the tent instead of by the side of the road.