Travel Blogs from Monterey
I had hoped for a big send off for what turned out to be a tumultous decade for me. I couldn't have asked for a better party than martini's with the big fish at Monterey Bay Aquarium. YOU should go next year.
Anyway, while there, swimming as it was, with the fishes, I longed for travel, far away places and good times. Then there was this …
... Nothing like the warm water of Florida - more like Phillip Island water temps!
We then walked back to the car and headed back onto the CA1 Highway, turning off at a place called Watsonville, and heading inland towards a place called Gilroy which is famous for being the taste of California's agricultural abundance, the self proclaimed "Garlic Capital of the World". We passed many roadside stalls, some even selling garlic wine (not sure about that one!), ...
... the only lunch spot within 30 miles. Yes a greek word, but not greek food, translated it means expensive food, poor service, nice view. Back on the 101, windy for a bit more of our journey, however it eventually straightened out. We finally arrived in Monterey, quite a bit cooler than LA, about 62 degrees, luckily we packed the jumpers. The journey from Atascadero took us around 8 hours, so it was quiet night for dinner at the hotel. An enjoyable day of driving and ...
... story-line of Forrest Gump the movie. The food was brilliant too!
After the late lunch with Forrest, Jenny, Mama, Lt. Dan and Bubba(!) we headed down to the Aquarium - it was huuuuuuuge and full of pretty fish, snakes, otters, penguins and jellyfish. After a few hours exploring the aquarium we headed back to our motel for an early night before our four hour drive over to Yosemite.
... the sea lions resting on the platform. They are so funny to watch as they push each other around.
Decided to move on to the Mucky Duck and check out the
music. As usual this place is the place to watch people. It is a mix
of what is Monterey from my viewpoint....people from the navy base,
regulars, young and old all there having a good time. The bands
arrived, we danced and then called for a taxi back up the hill.