Betabel RV Park is pleasant and comfortable. Our site has trees on both sides, giving shade throughout the day even though the temperatures haven't been hot enough to worry about it.
I like it here and would stay on longer except that we've already made reservations for the next stop at a campground that is reluctant to make changes. In a few days we'll be moving along.
Day trips made for more beautiful California coastal sights of which we never tire. Our car often takes on the look of a rolling dumpster though as we carry the dogs, coolers, bags of food, blankets, extra jackets (you never know when you'll need 'em). The rear compartment is already loaded with bicycles, a dog stroller and a dog bike cart. Reminds me that I'll need to tackle that job later today...
The Monterey Bay area is along the migratory path of grey and humpback whale and it's another breeding area for elephant seals, but we saw none of these mammals the day we visited. Certainly nothing could compare to the thousands of elephant seals we'd seen at the San Simeon Rookery.
Novelist John Steinbeck drew inspiration from his life's events around Monterey's Cannery Row where the lowly sardine is honored.
The Monterey peninsula drive along Oceanview and Sunset Drives to Spanish Bay brought some nice scenery of rocky shoreline, wildflowers, parks and pretty skies with fog in the distance.
Our attempt to drive around Pebble Beach and perhaps get a glimpse of "The Lone Pine" from 17 Mile Drive was thwarted by a toll booth where we turned around instead of paying the $10 fee they collect from non-resident vehicles. There's plenty to see without it so we moved along to Carmel.
|Wayne and Lexie|
|Lexie and Ozzie are always ready for a picture,|
|A cove in Carmel.|
Big Sur Coastal Drive
The ride along Cabrillo Highway (CA 1) from Carmel all the way south to San Simeon is known as Big Sur. Local publications call it "The Greatest Meeting of Land and Sea" and I certainly agree. Here are a few pictures...
|View of Granite Canyon Bridge (1932) and seashore|
|Bixby Bridge (1932) and seashore.|
Someone died in a car crash off this bridge a few months ago.
Reinforces my fear of bridges and this one was especially difficult for me.
|South of Bixby Bridge, looking back.|
|Point Sur is the rock at the end of the land (far right).|
This picture was taken from several miles away.
The U.S.C.G. Station, lighthouse and other buildings can barely been seen here.
From what I've read, shipwrecks were uncommon at Point Sur but a few were lost there. While shipwrecks resulted in the loss of life and revenue, they were a somewhat bittersweet happening for Big Sur coastal inhabitants. Shipwrecked cargo floated eventually to the shoreline bringing much needed supplies. Big Sur was not an easily accessible place, after all.
The day of our trip we didn't even know about the Lighthouse, Coast Guard Station or the history of this piece of land. I looked it up online later that evening. The Point Sur website is worth checking for the details and a video.
Big Sur: The Greatest Meeting of Land and SeaHighway 1, the Cabrillo Highway along this stretch of coast is designated an American National Scenic Byway. The Santa Lucia Mountains drop dramatically into the Pacific providing spectacular vistas.
Our ride that day took us almost 30 miles south along the coast. Then, without warning, we found ourselves deep in California Redwoods and the town of Big Sur. Not much there... but it is truly an outdoorsman's paradise.
|Redwoods along the roadside in Big Sur (the town)|
|Santa Lucia Mountain|
I never even asked their name but we enjoyed a nice conversation and learned they are on holiday from Cornwall in the UK. They said California's coastal weather was much like what they have at home. They are traveling south to many of the same places we've been on this trip (yes, recommended they give a stop in at Morro Bay). Their flight back to England will leave from Las Vegas. Hope they don't pick up a flu bug there like we managed to do.
|I broke my rule about not taking a second photo in case someone's eyes were closed.|
Another day we visited Santa Cruz which didn't "move" us and then the tiny town of Capitola which we did like but didn't photograph, unfortunately.