We got into Big Sur kinda late and had trouble finding a hotel room, so we just started stopping at little Inns along Highway 1. It was dark when we found our room, and we got the last one. She told us we had an ocean view, of course we couldn’t see it. When we got up the next morning we only had to walk a few steps out the back door to see this. It was pretty cool, because the hotel was built on a cape and surrounded by the ocean.
CLICK TO ENLARGE
We found this little hideaway behind a roadside cafe in Big Sur. It’s a hippys dreamland.
This is after we crossed the bridge on our way to Sausalito
This is at the end of the bridge looking towards San Francisco.
We rode partially around the Bay and over the bridge on bicycles.
This looking at the bridge towards Sausalito.
I had the pleasure of going to the Tonga Room in San Fran, one of the oldest Tiki Bars in the country. (More photos here)
Enjoying a booze heavy tropical drink (The Scorpion) by the giant Tiki
That’s right, kiddies, the band plays on a boat in the middle of a pool (the occasionally rains).
Another wicked Tiki above the bar.
Not sure if you have ever been around a large group of Sea Lions like this one in the San Fran bay sunning themselves, but not only are they a rowdy bunch (constantly biting and barking at each other) but they smell like a combination of dead fish and a cow lot. In fact a cow lot smells better.
We rode an open air cable car to the Tonga room, I can’t believe it made it up the hill after a busload of senior citizens jumped on with us.
Fagatron and I making our best Escape from Alcatraz faces, this is on our fairy ride from Sausalito to San Francisco.
