Gotta love tourists, especially the clueless. Only had to deal with two on my way down Plaskett.
The first was a pair of surfer dudes. Dead battery. “Do you have jumper cables.” “Yes.” Would you help us?” “Yes.” This has happened before, and inevitably, the ones that need help are the ones who have parked off the road, in a place and way that makes it very difficult to rescue them. Once I finally get close enough, and get my cables, one asks, “which one is positive and which is negative?” ” Red is positive and black is negative.” I reply. “Which one do you connect first, or does it matter?” At this point, I don’t trust them to connect the cables without detailed explanation. Once connected properly, she started right up, and I was on my way, having saved them the extra $150 per mile off road fee tow companies usually charge.
The next was a couple looking for Jade Cove. In what universe does one go uphill, inland away from the ocean to find a cove? “It’s behind you, there.” As I point back the way they came.
Only two, but I stayed hidden from Thursday on.