One beautiful day, we decided to head south from Red Crest and take California State Highway One to the Ocean. On the map it looked reasonably straight. This was about as long a straight stretch as we found on this winding 18 mile road that climbed and climbed. Traffic often came flying around the corners, making the drive a bit unnerving. Once we got used to it, we were able to appreciate the beautiful forest.
There was a rather large construction project along the way. This photo is straight; the bridge was this slanted. We felt sorry for the workers as they were miles from anywhere. There were a couple of fifth-wheel trailers tucked away in the trees near the worksite. We suspect that was housing for the men.
We were really glad that we were in the Jeep, not the coach, but there were others who decided to brave this road in a large vehicle. Thankfully, they took a turn-out and we were able to pass them.
As expected, the Pacific Shore was beautiful, but Penny and I have become so inured to gorgeous seascapes like this that we were somewhat underwhelmed. Guilt, guilt....
The drive was, however, worth it for the scenery and interesting sidelights. This house and derelict truck belonged on the set of a movie thriller. We'll leave it up to you to dream up a plot.
Ted, who took his bachelor's in forestry, found this little peckerwood sawmill interesting. In the lower left is an old circular saw that was probably an integral part of the mill at one time. You can see a log carriage, some sawn lumber, and a bandsaw in the shed in the background. Outside are a forklift and a few logs waiting their turn in the mill. It's little serendipitous things like this that are often the highlight of our trips.
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