After a wonderful breakfast at our hotel, we left San Fran to head north on the PCH. We even managed to get lattes at the Starbucks around the corner on our way out… After maneuvering our way through the city we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge which was an outstanding view. We stopped to take photos of the bridge and Alcatraz in the distance…
The next few hours were spent driving any where from 10 to 40 mph on the most narrow, winding mountainous part of Hwy 1 you can imagine. When we were following the coast closely, the views were breathtaking.
Every so often we would see people parked on the sides of the highway taking in the beach or surfing the ocean. At one of these particular beaches, we enjoyed a good laugh at the expense of some surfer changing out of his wetsuit exposing us to not only his “moon” but he included two other “smaller orbiting objects” with it- if you know what I mean! Next, we had lunch at a roadside deli and witnessed some of the locals with their children… let’s just say that I learned today why California is a blue state. Every where we go the locals are some of the most tree hugging, free loving hippies, burnouts, and free spirits this Georgia girl has ever seen! Their clothes seem dingy and tattered, their hair is stringy and long, tattoos are a must, and they are all very into natural and organic every thing. Make love, not war dammit! I have also noticed that we have not seen ONE Baptist Church YET on this pilgrimage… must be a Southern thing I guess? We did see another lighthouse today and more seal lions…
And let’s not forget to mention the cyclists… these poor souls are hoofing it on their bikes with saddlebags up these same mountainous roads that we are DRIVING! I can only imagine what their spandex smells like after a day of bicycling these roads (considering how toxic Mike’s shorts are after one hour of mtn biking!)…
And finally, we watched the most beautiful sunset yet…
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