Day 2

Day 2
Woke up this morning to the pitter-patter of rain drops on our rainfly. I'm happy to say we had no raccoon attacks and all in all it was a good night's rest. 
Last night we had schemed a little bit about our plan of attack and thought, among other things, that we'd shower, take a walk down the pathway to the beach, and drive to the next town to grab breakfast. Once we actually woke up our plans changed to "let's just brush our teeth and get out of dodge". We took care of our business and were almost ready to leave when mike went to make one last pit stop at the bathroom and I piddled around with some stuff in the back. I was at the front of the truck when mike came running back with a story about his experience in the public restroom... anyway, distractedly, we hopped in the truck and slowly made our way out of the campgrounds. About to turn onto the highway, mike at the last moment suggested that we catch a glipse of the view at the beach parking lot across the road. After making a loop thru, we were just about to the highway again when we saw a van parked in the road ahead of us. A (kinda scary lookin) local guy came walking up to our truck and as we cautiously rolled down the window a bit he shouted "Hey! You know your back door's open?"
Woops...
We checked everything out and it all miraculously still in there. Whew! Disaster avoided! Anyway, needless to say we will be obsessive about the status of the back door from here on out.
From there we continued south on 101 as the rain and wind gradually increased. We stopped a couple of times to take in some awesome views of the coastline (most notably the seastacks) and decided to skip lunch anticipating that we would be in Crescent City (CA) by early afternoon. About 50 miles north of the OR-CA border the rain was pelting down and the wind was shaking our truck... Mike turned the wipers on to full blast and after a bit of clunking the two blades collided with each other and parts came flying off. Without the wipers, visibility was next to nothing, not to mention the logging trucks that were barrelling down the road spraying us and causing the truck to shake even more. Luckily there was a safe spot to pull off where we called the truck company for road-side assistance (which took 2 hours to arrive). By the time we got back on the road again it was nearing dark, so we decided to spend the night in Crescent City, ensuring a good (dry) night's sleep.
Tomorrow we're planning on actually getting to the redwoods, and hopefully somewhere south of Sacramento. Wish us luck and we'll keep you posted.