story of my roadtrip across the US, a solo voyage between San Fancisco and New York City,
and then on to spend a week in Monterrey, Mexico.
20SEPT2007-13OCT2007

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Pacific Coast in a grey coat

Woke up to the sound of road traffic doing a very particular noise, that of wet tires on a wet road.

Yep, it's raining today, and it doesn't look like it's going to stop. Bummer. Regardless, I went to the car and drove off, heading south towards the Big Sur area. I actually like rain, so I don't really mind when I'm sightseeing, but for the festival it's a different story, I'm already having a cold from the plane's A/C and sitting still under a cold shower probably won't help.

Anyways. The road.

Even under a grey sky, the coastal road is stunning. Basically, you gotta stop every half-mile to take pictures, every turn brings something new.

Pacific 1

Pacific 2

Pacific 3

Pacific 4

This also served well to try how Molly behaved, and on the slippery wet curves of California Road 1, I just had nothing to worry about. The car practically drives itself.

Pacific 5

Pacific 6

Pacific 7

Pacific 8

I got a strange feeling of déjà-vu at one moment, and I wondered why (well duh). Then I got the confirmation that even halfway around the world and on holidays, I'm a nerd.
Some portions of the coast reminded me of Half Life 2, most notably this one
Half Life 2

Of course, since there are no aliens anywhere, no mass destruction to be seen, no hybrid biomechanical aircraft in sight, one wonders why the hell I'd think that. Heh.

a few cows who don't give a shit about the view
Bessie

Bessie 2

Further down south, waiting for the Bixby Creek Bridge to appear on the horizon
Pacific 9

Rocky Creek Bridge, built in 1932
Pacific 10

Pacific 11

Pacific 12

Pacific 13

And Ole Bixby, also built in 1932
Bixby Creek Bridge
I just noticed I took almost the exact same shot as Wikipedia...

I stopped at the Ripplewood Resort Café and got a breakfast served by Cheech Marin's long lost twin brother. A few miles after that, I was thrilled to see I didn't miss Sycamore Canyon Rd, only to have my plans crushed two seconds later as I stopped in front of a closed gate with a sign saying "NO BEACH ACCESS".

Shit.
Now what, further south to Mc Way Falls? Ideally I would have, I had time, but given the weather I decided against it and just drove back to Monterey.

The Big Sur area
Big Sur

Big Sur 2

Big Sur 3

Big Sur 4

Big Sur 5

Now I'll do some shopping then head back to the Festival. With my raincoat this time.
 

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