Rally.
Jesse's house's teepee
Schuyler is a good kid at a great bakery.
There, yes, we're in Seattle.
THANKS YOU'RE AWESOME.
let's go.
Mel's looking.
There's got to be a logging truck somewhere nearby.
Cathlamet is America.
Ashley seems to be in a good place.
Ferry into Oregon.
Ryan is such a sensitive guy.
Near Fort Clatsop I made a wrong but that's okay.
Hey, Oregon, this is a chain that should be in the South that I should have gone to in the past.
Suzie, Dick, and Hans are happy on bikes, like everyone should be.
cheese!
I miss you.
Scenic three capes route.
Sandlake!
This is where you go to go sandboarding. They really do it!
Agate Beach, which had very nice, wind-carved banks for playing WWI soldier in.
Agate Beach fortifications.
oh well, shoes.
That's not a bad place to be. Yachats.
Backyard of the hotel.
People end up okay.
Yachats morning.
Tree vs. Ocean Breeze --- we all win.
See the stairs on that hill? That would be fun.
The lonely crane.
Lonely Crane all Alone.
I miss Oregon moments.
Seth probably misses the coast, too.
After the fog, approaching North Bend, the sun reminded me it's always been there.
Seriously. Gustiest place I've ever been.
Ferociously beautiful mannequins!
Coos Bay's got some attitude, don't you know.
Prehistoric gardens, approaching, I think, Gold Beach.
These keep you on the right path.
Certainly.
You cross the border and it's immediately, "hello, agriculture. hello, 'happy cows.'"
A long ways.
"When you're that big, Babe only needs one."
The park along Newton B. Drury scenic highway.
Redwood chainsaw sculptures...
Inside the cafe at the Trees of Mystery.
squeeze bottles are the best.
At the Trees of Mystery giftshop, they have awesome things.
"cathedral tree"
dad gets tired.
The sentiment is cute, but I always think Mama Bear looks very angry. Post partum or something.
Eureka!
Across from the mansion is the Pink Lady.
I will have to look at my maps for the name, but this is a super cute town just south of Eureka.
In that cute little town south of Eureka. seriously. how cute!!
Two guys were shooting some sort of footage with an old-timey camera in this awesome convertible. Note license plate.
Hello, Avenue of the Giants.
Apparently this is a gift to the city of Pepperwood.
Trees are big along the Avenue of the Giants.
Disappointment.
yessum.
Fort Bragg. Not as unexciting as I make it out to be. It was a bad day.
The northern coast is not too shabby.
These were in the quaint coastal hamlet of Alpine.
Those flowers were the only ones on like the 10 acres of land these cows had to themselves.
Gualala's beach is really its strength. Metal dinosaurs is a close second.
Kayaking along the Pacific in Gualala
When you have a PTSD moment, it's okay to drive and enjoy the view from shotgun.
Bye, dad. Bye, van.
Thanks for guiding and being friendly, Bill.
Civilization nears!
Thanks, Eric, for showing me the rest of the confusing way to the Bridge
So satisfying.
gah!
This is not New Jersey.
Finally, I will be spending time with someone not related to me!
Ignorance is bliss.
Cleaning hoses with hoses. Who cuts the barber's hair?
Apparently this block of art, with the stuff coming out the windows, is called "Defenestration."
At the Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate park.
Buddha's Hand is like the creepiest fruit ever.
A flypaper type carnivorous plant.
Palace of the Legion of Honor museum.
Thinking is something I did a bit of on this trip, yup.
Yum. Did you know they have factory specials? So you can get piles of chocolate for reasonably cheap. omg.
Every little bit is delicious.
WTF, this isn't the Philippines.
Degrees of classiness inverse to height. Me v. Gloria.
28 was my car!!
Powell/Hyde line was mine.
Lombard, the "crookedest street," though apparently there's a more crooked but less scenic street elsewhere in the city.
I just wanna find some rockets.
View from the incredibly windy (I was the only one who ventured out there) exercise yard.
Delish.
North Beach stuff.
TransAmerica tower, and on the right is where American Zoetrope (Coppola) is based.
Odd memorial to Stevenson in Chinatown.
Guess where.
You're not allowed to take pictures in the Chinese American Museum, but this stuff is too horribly amusing to forget.
Smelled so nice in this shop.
creep out your kids with miniature stuffed kittens.
It does.
Hooray Phil and free Google bikes!
Egads! It's Google!
Awesome guy in an awesome car that Max and I saw in Palo Alto.
Best banana cream tart ever.
This restaurant couldn't decide which cuisine it found most delicious.
Welcome to the Folsom Street Fair.
I don't know what charity they were spanking for, but hey.
Fantastic.
It must get hot in there. Ooh, yeah, so hot.
Gloria and friends.
Andre is much braver than me.
Indian food yum.
I didn't get to see a bit of Half Moon Bay because of the rain and fog. And then I got sick because of it.
But cheer up, it's the best season of the year.
Hello, Santa Cruz.
Saturn Cafe, which serves tasty vegetarian fare in Santa Cruz.
Winifred!
Driving to San Luis Obispo. Driving and NPR are real treats.
The shore on the way to Carmel and/or Big Sur.
Seals!!
This is like the only building in SLO that doesn't have some fancy shop in it.
This ridiculous fountain in SLO makes me so happy.
Thank you Bali's Frozen Yogurt.
This was on the way out of Lompoc. Route 1 picks up a ways further south of Santa Barbara. This felt important, though.
It was just like this for everything between SLO and Santa Barbara. wonderful, but a little dull, you know?
Helmet hair does some funny things.
Driving between Santa Barbara and San Diego, you miss some things. But it was horribly windy, so it's okay.
Weirdest most awesome tractor pickup thing I've ever seen on the road.
Kite surfers were having a great day with the wind.
Oh, wow, well, a few days later, I did the ride down to Mexico from National City. There you go.
Far from Seattle.
I broke the law. It's a silly story.
TRC?!!?!
Old haunts.
Floyd Landis was not there this time. But the Mac and Cheese is sooo good.
You could see the Pacific from the top of Palomar that day. That's at least 35 miles away.
A long ways down, you know? It was definitely a long way up.
Lake Henshaw looking the most dry I've ever seen it (I'd only seen it in winter/early spring.)
The campground where I always parked when I climbed Palomar. I don't think I'll be back anytime soon.
The best place.
Best 24 hour taco stand ever as far as I'm concerned. I've never had better carnitas anywhere.
Kenny was there and complimented me on my pink horse shirt. He had just walked from downtown (it's far) to set up his art exhibit opening. That's a leftover.
Gold.
I forget how fun it is to get to certain beaches. That is indeed a rope you have to climb to get up and down.
It's usually worth the sketchy trek down. This one, off Sunset Cliffs Blvd, was alright.
Waterproof camera HAY
Obligatory double-double, animal style fries, neopolitan shake, 5 lbs weight gain.
Damage.
Stay classy, San Diego.
Old haunts again. OB market. It's changed a bit, but not that much.
Old man with violin was still there, and he had a stage this time!
Goodbye. I'll see you again.
