A Day of Driving

I got an early start yesterday to come back home. Fog and clouds were clinging to the road for a big chunk of the morning. It was cool.

I planned to stop along the way, but kind of made it up along the way. The first stop was the Bixby Bridge. People take pictures of it a lot. When it was built in 1932, it was the tallest single-span arch bridge in the world.

There are lots of pull-outs, where you can look at the ocean crashing against the rocks. There were usually otters in the water too.

At one of the pull-outs, I took a path down to the beach.

It was a cool beach, and I wanted to look up the name of it, so I opened my phone map:

There was a stretch of almost two hours I didn’t have a phone signal. It was interesting. I have a raging phone addiction, and couldn’t even get texts. But the road was entertaining and beautiful.

Here’s a cool tunnel structure thingy I drove through:

Because it was wine country, I stopped at a winery for a tasting. It was fun. There was a beautiful courtyard, and the wine was tasty.

The final stretch of the road was a little harder to take. I was tired, and there was traffic. But I was happy when I got home.