Camping at Big Sur
Here is a WPA-era bridge. I am especially fond of bridges and tunnels from that time period.
A piece of gleaming Big Sur coastline.
Spot the mini-cave.
Spot the waterfall.
I bought this hat just (be)for(e) this trip. And I just noticed that my forearms look hella buff and vieny in this photo. Excellent.
I scaled it.
This is what the rental company saddled us with instead of the small car we reserved. Jokes about our 2.5 children ensued, until we discovered that the air conditioning had separate controls for the 'Rear Area', and then we joked about that.
I leave you in the all-too-capable paws of Detective Dirty Bear.