Got side-tracked with all the Brett
Favre/Green Bay Packer news and I've got as few more installments of The Journey IS the Destination series to get out.
So, after a very fulfilling and life-affirming trip to the Sequoia National Park, we drove back across the San Joaquin Valley from Fresno up to the 152, through Los
Banos and the Pacheco Pass - which was one windy
mofo in the dark - we stayed in
Monterey for the evening. 50 yards from our hotel room this is what we saw - the
Monterey Peninsula.
Heading South on the
PCH, or 1, for Big
Sur, we stopped briefly along the route...here we are at Hurricane Point. Way off in the distance you'll see a bridge. There had to be between 5 and 10 of those all built in the 1920's, 30's and 40's.
Carmel, or
Carmel-by-the-Sea, is just south of
Monterey - and the town Clint Eastwood used to mayor of. Very quaint. Very touristy. Great cottage homes, albeit crammed in like sardines. But it's a great walk and some excellent shops and dining.
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