Sunday 19th July, 1971

I’m up around 5:30 a.m. and head into town, where I have a hot chocolate and am on the road about 6:00 a.m. I use the old Highway 1 as much as possible, heading for Concord, just outside of San Francisco. David Lindrum, who had a small farm in Quito, gave me the address. He isn’t home, but I spend two nights there with his folks. I seem to be a physical link for these families.