A spur of the moment trip to Big Sur

Yesterday I became temporarily homeless for the day.  Contractor had told me a few days back that the floor guys would come and apply the final stain coating to the floor yesterday.  I need to go out of the house for the day.  Based on my experience from the initial two coats that were applied a few weeks back when we had to leave the house for three days, I thought if they apply the coat by early morning, I should be able to be back by the evening.  What I forgot to account for was that the same guys were supposed to stain the fireplace mantel also and that added hours to the schedule.  based on my earlier assumption I had no made any arrangements to stay anywhere.  First I had to make arrangement for my dog Skooby for an overnight stay at the kennel. By the time I made the arrangements and dropped Skooby off, it was 12 noon and 91 F, sizzling.  I had no plans, no place to go and decided to hit the beach and drove towards Monterrey.  As I was filling gas for the long drive, I realized that I had not been to Big Sur for a long time, specially after the coastal highway was closed during 2017 – 2018 for nearly fourteen months due to land slide.  So in a spur of the moment, I decided to drive to Big Sur, about ninety miles south of my house.  Boy, was I glad that I made that decision.  Coastal weather was fantastic, sunny but cool 64 F, not much traffic and the beautiful, scenic drive.

Carmel from Monastery Beach

Bixby Creek Bridge – most photographed land mark on the west coast

By around 4:30 PM, the temperature had dropped to about 58 F as fog was rolling in from the ocean. I decided to head back home but before I could call it a night it would be 3:00 AM in the morning after a late night movie, Avengers : End Game, and a late night or early morning dinner at Denny’s. The bed never felt so good.

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All photos by author on June 5, 2019