Day 37, Oceano campground to Refugio State Beach, 80 miles

Crawled out of my tent this morning and saw my man here throwing down a nasty beat on his portable yamaha keyboard. Mesmerized, I watched him freestyle for several minutes. He then segued into a lengthy rant about the ill effects of Mormonism on our society. As I get further down the coast, there are more 'homeless prophets' inhabiting the hiker-biker sites. The shared features of these folks seem to be brilliance, independence, and stubbornness.