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... Pop festival. I was glad to leave and get ourselves back to the garden.
By the time we got to Big Sur we were ready to strip off all our clothes and jiggle head first into the surf. It didn't happen of course, but only because the California Pacific is so chilly. The 200 odd miles of coast presents such miraculous, rugged glimpses off unbridled nature one's thoughts turn primitive and there is a shameless compulsion to get physical with that ...
... went to the first place we saw, without checking round about first. The food was quick, but nothing special and once we finished eating we walked around the gardens and found a lovely little restaurant just around the corner. Live and learn!!! The gardens at Ragged Point are beautiful and the views are amazing, however we have to leave as still a few hours drive to go.
We then move into the Pfeiffer State Park area and according to all the ...
... but really it's because the car needed gas. We were told by the gas station attendant that Cayucos is the last funky beach town in the U.S so we decided to look around. I got some great pictures from the beach and the town was a little funky. There were TONS of cyclists coming through. Made me miss my road bike. We decided to hop back in the car and continue our journey north.
Once we got into Big Sur the driving got a ...
... the 17 mile drive. I payed for my ticket in and not even 5 minutes after, the fog fell and it closed in fast. I immediately regretted my decision but tried to make the most of it anyway. I also thought the drive led me to Monterrey but it's just a big circle. Whoops, should've looked at the map closer. After getting done with the drive and seeing every last bit of it that i could before complete darkness, I exited and found a parking lot to rest ...
... and once again baking in sea lion-fashion, we headed north to reserve our new campsite at Fernwood campground.
If trees were personified, the rainforests of latin america would be the chaotic and constantly buzzing youth, always in large packs for support. The redwood forests however, often alone or in small groups, are polar opposite, expressing endless wisdom in their old age - some are over 1000 years old! We were now camping amongst these ...