Big Sur

Hmm, this is writing about events that happenned 3 or 5 days ago... it would have been great to have written about things while they were so fresh, but in the area known as Big Sur, there wasnt any phones, and since we've been camping for the last while, no easy access to computers. BUT... this has been incredible.


Leaving Monterey (arriving was another event, but its a bit complicated to explain) was a great, rich, route known as 17 Mile Drive, which had so much money on display, you could see the gold sparkles in the pavements. If we were in a car, we wouild have had to pay to go along it. Famous Pebble Beach golf course is contained within the headland/end of the bay, which i suppose explains all the hard cash (the US open is held there, or masters, or whatsit called). But the more amazing thing happened- I ran off along the beach because a lady said to keep your eyes on the sea today, and i saw a whale! it blew its top and did its thing and was quite amazing. I was hopping and pointing, but i was alone. which i think made it a bit more special in a way. who knows... it was nice though :)

the Big Sur climbs, cliffs, beaches, bridges, forests, birds, elephant seals has all been overwhelming. I mean really overwhelming, we were really quite speechless. its been really really tough, ups n downs (and no they dont cancel each other out), but "hoo heee" i had a real wash of just incredible warmth and excitment, whizzing down a little too fast to keep my eyes just on the scenery, glancing back for potholes nd things and just wanting that euphoric feeling to last for ever. Theres some bad musiuc playing in the hostel here where im writing, so i cant come up with any damn words, but it wasnt som,ething to forget.

Its funny the songs that run through your head on the road here, Born to be Wild, straight to Frosty the Snowman.

Campsites along the way have been really fun- meet lots of people. At Kirk Creek i rolled in feeling pretty battered, and got chatting to a lady. I didnt tell a woeful tale or anything, but crikey, she was offering up a fresh homegorwn salad, hot tea, and wood for a fire. THat day started bad (wet) and ended up being very very veryt nice. I climbed downa path marked dangerous do not use, but i didnt htink it was really. But it did mean i had a small beach to myself, and swam naked as the sun sploshed into the pacific. ooo postcard! but better because it wanst a fakedc post card. Not with me in it hey, but other than that, it was very beautiful.


next morning was a note from Suzanne and Wayne (the samaritans) on our table inviting us to their trailer for pancakes with homemade jam, tea and coffee!



all the photos form this big sur bit are here, and might make things a bit clearer, so i hope you can seem them alright-

www.afilmcalleddads.com/photos/set3

right, time limits, puncture to mend, hostel full of interestingt people to see and so i go.

Oh, im in San Louis Obispo, which if youve seen the film 'Side Ways', it was set here. Theres some Wineries on the road out of town tomrorow morning, so ive proposed a short 15mile day, witha few stops.

One for the road!