As is often the case on the California coast, the morning was overcast and misty—very mysterious looking. We continued our journey north, stopping frequently to admire the view and take short walks. It was so windy, short walks were the most I could manage.
At lunch time we arrived at Half Moon Bay, an area I know well because a friend had lived there for many years, and I had often visited him. We had lunch at Sam’s Chowder house. Seated outdoors with a heater close by (absolutely necessary) the view was as amazing as the food.
After lunch we continued our drive up the coast, passing through San Francisco and crossing the Golden Gate Bridge. I’ll be back in San Francisco for one day before I return home.
Once over the bridge we headed towards Bodega Bay where we’ll be spending a few days. We drove through bucolic farmland, with cows dotting the Ireland green landscape. Farms, some appearing well kept and modern were side-by-side with collapsing barns and buildings.
I’ve driven the California coast several times, but this trip included many back roads that are far off the usual travel routes. They reminded me of the richness of California’s resources and the state’s astounding beauty