forget the wolves that live under my bed or the sharks swimming in the deep end of the miles river yacht club pool, driving on hwy 1 at night time by far supersedes these terrifying nightmares. i am quite honestly surprised that i survived the 4 hour journey from eugene to eureka. after several angry encounters with fellow hwy 1-ers earlier in the trip, i noticed a certain etiquette impossible to follow at night time.
1-its okay to go slow-esp in rv's and vans. this is no time to race.
2-only okay to go slow if, when possible, one pulls off to let the porsches and corvettes of the roadways pass
3-do not tail gate. its just not safe.
last night i broke all of these cardinal rules. it was impossible to pull of because i could not see the turn offs until too late. the people behind me were tailgating me pressuring me to go faster than comfortable, and the only way i could stay on the the road was by following the car in front of me closely enough to use their tailgate lights as guides. AHHHH.
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