it turns out that Big Sur and the highway #1 are all about taking you money.  I left Big Sur this morning after eating a “ten dollar” breakfast omelette… deciding I would need only to get about three gallons of the rip-off gas, which fave me a little over half a tank. there is very little signage along the way to let you know where the next town is.  If there is a sign, it lists distances to towns, and although accurate, they are not necessarily the next ones down the road.  All designed to make you think you have a looooong way to go so you had better tank up now.

Aside from that. the scenery was cool, and this would be just one more ride on on the to-do list if I ever end up down here on my bike. A least my bike can make the distance between.  Gas on the other end of this was $2.50/Gal.  A little higher, but not much, and truly, only a distance of 90 miles between cities.  Just a lot of twist and turns.  Oh, and am I ever glad I put a transmission cooler on the car.  There were some serious long haul climbs in the heat.  It was about 22 C today.  Ha ha.

I notices these white blobs on the beach as I was passing.  Though nothing of it, just flotsam,m and stopped when I was a crowd of people at the next one.  I had no idea there were elephant seals here.  Nice little bonus.

Now it is on to this cars’ home town, Malibu.  Then on to L.A. and Beverly Hills.  We’ll see, I’m not much in the mood for putting on a lot of miles today.  My ass is starting to get sore from all the sitting.