Seaside was the first place that we didn’t want to leave; everything about it, from the town, to Fisherman’s Wharf, to Big Sur, to the AirBnB…we didn’t want to leave, but we had to, we had places to go and people to see. So begrudgingly we said goodbye to Seaside as we kept driving up the Pacific Coast Highway to our next destination: San Francisco.
We got breakfast at the same Mexican place before heading to a beach to eat breakfast. It wasn’t as good (or as fun) as the rocks were, but still pretty cool. There were so many people who were already out surfing, even though it was pretty cold for my standard to go in the water.
On our drive we continued our regular discussions, everything from our favorite sports memories, to politics, we talked about it all. At one point we saw a lighthouse, and needing a break anyway to switch drivers, we figured this was a good a place as any to stop and make a switch. Boy are we glad we did. We had ended up at the Pigeon Point Lighthouse, in Pescadero, California, and there was even a museum there that you could go in and look at some of the original lighthouse materials and the history of the area. It was a pretty awesome stop. After that we hit the road again and drove all the way up to and over the Golden Gate Bridge. I’d seen this bridge countless times in movies and pictures online, but now I wasn’t just seeing it, I was driving on it. There was a vista just past the bridge, so of course we stopped and took some pictures. We had planned on seeing the redwoods before heading to our friends house for the night, so after our photo ops, and even a quick walk on the bridge, we continued north for a while until we arrived at Muir Woods, America’s first National Monument.
I’ve gotta say, it was pretty breathtaking. These were the biggest trees I’ve ever seen, and they were right there in front of me. It was really awesome just to keep walking in the middle of all of them and think about how long those trees have been there. Thousands of years ago they were just baby redwoods, and now they were massive. On our way our as we were perusing the gift shop, Mike decided to buy himself a baby redwoods; we’ll see how much it grows in the next 50-60 years while we’re still alive.
At this point it was time to head to our friend Danielle’s house, which is where we would be staying for the next few days. I am so glad that we were able to make this work, because it was so much fun having a person guide us around the city, instead of just having to find things to do by ourselves. They treated us to dinner and the Bachelorette before we all went to bed, ready for our next days adventure.