No mail, no guns.
Some pics from the Big Sur area from a couple weeks ago.
Nacamiento road goes pretty far back into the national forest off the 1. Unfortunately when the coastal campsites are so full that people are parking on the highway you kinda have to go inland. We went from sea-level to almos 3000 ft in a single shot, in the dark, with the worst fog I have ever seen. I mean 60 switchbacks and 3 foot visibility make this road a little exhausting on the nerves. Luckily we had beer.
Botchers Gap. This is where we met Moriah's least friendly park ranger. He sucked. She want to kill him. Even though the road was gated here and campsite was a little less than awesome, the morning sun and view wasnt to be missed.
Glad we brought the kayaks....all for nothing. No problem though, the surf was HUGE and scary.
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oooh I love that area. What a fun place to go coastal. I almost don't see the outside at all these days, working on the night train the in the office to have it ready next week!
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