I could spend a lifetime on the California coast and still not see everything I'd like to. We went to Steinbeck's Cannery Row in Monterrey, watched sea otters playing in the surf from the restaurant at the Monterrey aquarium, visited Alcatraz prison in San Francisco, and then headed out to the coast on a windy, unmarked spur through the mountains which ended in Redwood forest as it spit us out onto Route 1 South of Punta Arena. After a lovely dinner at the Chowder House in Punta Arena, and an uncomfortable night in a rundown motel, we headed North in the morning. Thankfully while gassing up near Fort Bragg we learned that Route 101 had been completely blown out by a mudslide. As we detoured back to I5 we passed a huge herd of elk off route 20.
We're not yet home, but we're darn close.
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