Riding the Pacific Coast Highway is more than just an ocean side road. Where we started, it was all city traffic and beautiful beach homes and crowded beaches. People, people and more people!
Monday, we wound our way through Santa Barbara past Pismo Beach and wound up in Morro Bay. The crowds thinned out some, and the highway left the coast for a while to wind through some scenic farms. It was really gorgeous and you could smell the ripening strawberries in the afternoon breeze.
Yesterday, we left Morro Bay and headed toward San Simeon to see the Hearst castle. I think Bob said it best, “I’m glad I’ve seen it, but it’s a bit like Alcatraz in that I won’t be back.” The house is amazing, with museum level historical art pieces just sitting around the “living room”. You can only view the house on a $25 guided tour and then you only get to see part of that on each tour, so we only saw the Grand Rooms on the first floor. It was also crazy busy, so we had to wait a couple hours for a tour, so the stop took much of our day.
We decided to head further north to stay on the Monterrey peninsula, just North of Monterrey in a little town called Marina. This part of the PCH was almost all directly on the coast with many parts on a the side of a cliff down to the Pacific. It was stunning around nearly every turn. I haven’t been to Hawaii, but this is what I envision for the road to Hana, only less tropical and more forest. We saw giant Redwoods near Big Sur and road some amazing twisties. The 90 miles took about 3 hours!
A FIERCE wind kicked up and threatened to blow us into the ocean a couple times, so by the time we made it to Marina, we were exhausted and ready for a good nights rest.