The Great Baseball Ride: Heading North on the PCH.

“I climb behind the steering wheel… I drive off immediately without once looking back; it’s a long journey but it leads to freedom.” – Corinne Hofmann

Today was our 24th consecutive day on the road. No game today as our goal was to leisurely proceed up the coast via the Pacific Coast Highway. The coastline shortly after Ventura is particularly beautiful and ends up being lined with RV’s that spend the day there (they have to vacate from 9pm to 6pm).  It looks like one of the very best ways to spend a day.

The route follows the coast, then dives into the hills, then has great views of highlands/mountains.  It is one of the prettiest drives. 

Trying to keep moving, lunch was In-N-Out for me and my mother, and McDonald’s for Keke and Soren. Healthy is hard on the road (and when you are in a state with In-N-Out).  

Our main goal today was Avila Beach.  When we got there, it was a bit overcast and slightly chilly, even for us northerners.  Soren was undeterred and spent a good hour plus playing in the sand and surf, mostly chasing seagulls.

Soren would have chased these birds all day long. He’s never seen the Hitchcock movie, so he doesn’t know bird fear.

We had been to this spot once three years ago, and liked how large the beach was, the free parking, and the drive-able pier with a restaurant at the end.  It’s a nice spot.

I don’t feel like doing anything today.

Me neither.

Back on the road, it wasn’t too long until we until we hit our destination; San Simeon.  This town seems completely built around travelers that need a reprieve. It is pretty much 230 miles to both L.A. and San Francisco. It’s mostly motels and restaurants, and we chose The Sea Breeze Inn and El Chorlito respectively.  We had mixed thoughts on the restaurant, but the motel was just what we needed; right near the beach, clean, nice, and relatively cheap (about $80/night after taxes).  

It was a short walk to the beach, and Keke and I caught it right at golden hour.  We got some solid pics and some much needed beach therapy. A sleepy town is perfect for a sleepy night, and we are happy for the peace away from busy southern California.

The beach was a short walk from our hotel.
Golden hour makes everything pop.

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