Highway 1
10 December 2009 
We left the sunkissed winding streets of San Francisco and began our drive down the Beautiful coast of California.Vast purple hued sunsets and golden dawns, afternoon cafe stops and
long winding highways, snaking around mountains and hills.The deep blue ebb and flow of the ocean alongside us as we follow our dreams South..
We ate icecream at Marianne´s in Santa Cruz, Hot Brownie Sundae to die for!
Watching the seals at Pismo beach was mesmerizing and the austere beauty of Big Sur bathed our hearts in reverie for nature and California and life.
Loving the time and the driving freedom and transience of drifting from epic scenes of beauty into sleepy towns and beach camps.
We pitch our tent at the end of each day and I read some of my little book that I bought in Oakland, I am reading The Psychoanalysis of Fire by Gaston Bachelard, it´s a quirky little read and I´m glad I bought it along for the ride….
My Voyage Air Guitar is magnififcent! I am enjoying getting to know the sound of this lovely guitar and am so glad I managed to get it just before we left San Francisco.
I haven´t begun writing yet, as we are constantly on the move.
As we get closer to our beloved Baja, I find myself dreaming of the Sea of Cortez, smiling faces and the mystic beauty of
the cactus, standing like guardian spirits on the moonlit hills.
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On 11 January 2010 Soulbuner said:
Full size pictures, please!