Pacific Coastal Views

The last place I would want to be while

driving would be Highway 1 during

a dense fog or storm.

The local TV stations are always showing

this bridge on their weather forecasts.

It drops down to the ocean floor dramatically.

I used a full zoom on my camera

for a closer look at the magnificent ocean.
Just to the south of here is Big Sur - I originally
thought it was a surfing area. Wrong - the area
was named by the Spanish meaning the big
mountain area of the south.

Looking north from the bridge was a cave.

Deer seem to thrive here regardless of

man, his cars and technology.

This deer was visiting next door to the

church on Sunday.

Soon it will be the end of my visit to
Monterey.  It is a bitter sweet feeling
because I will miss the little ones
but my back is killing me and I need
to see my chiropractor. 

Shopping day.

We spent an afternoon at the boardwalk in Santa Cruz.
It was a glorious sunny day with the temperature
at 85 degrees F. The sand was lusciously warm and deep
to walk on.

The coconut grove was next to this old building which was

built in the early 1900s. At least 10 of these resort

areas were built around the same time in the west and one of

them was built next to the Great Salt Lake called "Saltair."

That was back in my grandparent's day - they used

to ride a train out to Saltair and go to dances and

ride roller coasters having a grand ole time.