We've heard many times that the coast of California is beautiful. With our time in San Francisco at an end, we rented a car and rode south.
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| Lots of places like this. Nice driveway, eh? |
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| Do you think the foreground beauty detracts from the background? |
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| Just a small sample of the road. |
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| America's answer to the Amalfi Coast. |
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| I've always wanted to call some hills "verdant." |
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| Old hippies have to make a living, too. Even in Big Sur. |
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Out behind the Inn, wooden chairs dotted the stream.
Difficult to think of anything more relaxing. |
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Feet chillin' in the creek.
The empty chair was soon to be mine. |
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| "Randy, watch the road, not the view!" |
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| Somebody lives there. |
We emerged from the hills into the flatlands near San Simeon. The Hearst Castle is visible from the highway, but we weren't halfway yet, so that awaits another visit. The sign said something about "Elephant Seals," so we stopped. I'd never heard of them, and never seen anything like them.
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| Not rocks. And huge! |
(Click on the link)
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| They used their flippers to throw sand up over themselves, and bashed each other in what looked like territorial or harem battles. They were fascinating. And they smelled really, really bad. In fact, they smelled so bad I will be surprised if you are not nauseated by the aroma from these pictures. |
(Yes, pardon me for making you do all this link-clicking work.)
Shortly after smelling the seals, we saw horses grazing in the fields on the other side of the road.
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| But they weren't usual run-of-the-mill horses. |
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| These were California Psychedelic Horses! A whole herd! |
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| The bushes ran by the car window quickly. The distant trees, less so. |
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| Just love the rolling contours. |
California Dreaming...
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