escorted us to the top of Twin Peaks. From here, the city spread out below us as the fog rolled in off the ocean. A magnificent sight that explained why the homes up here run in the millions of dollars.
Boots in the Pacific Ocean |
The second part of the reason for this location was to
meet Leonard. A dear friend of Nancy's recently deceased Uncle Bob. A true gentleman Leonard is and it was delightful having lunch with him.
Now, for the first time since this journey began, our compass heading changed. Our general direction was no longer west. We were now headed south, toward Los Angeles.
Along the way, we ran into a nightmare of a traffic jam on Highway 101. According to the locals, it was normal traffic!
Before long, we were cruising through the Big Sur area. Mountains that lead down to a rocky coastline, followed by thick forests, then back to the coastal views. Incredible views around every turn.
Services around this area are sparse, as are available lodging opportunities. After stopping at every Inn, cottage, motel, etc, there were no vacancies. Going further than we anticipated, rooms became available in San Simeon. Which was fine, since our planned activity for tomorrow was visiting Hearst Castle.
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