Following some paddle surfing at our newly found favorite Santa Cruz surf break, and partying like robots the night before, (and no, Pablo and I weren't the only ones dressed like fools) we decided to get back on Highway 1 early Sunday morning. We could sense that the days left on The Trip were slowly winding away and we wanted to make the most of it.
With a full tanks of gas and lingering hangovers, we cruised down some of the most scenic coastlines California has to offer. Was there going to be any wind where we were heading? Any waves? We didn't know and didn't care. All we wanted to do was head south through Big Sur towards our destination of San Simeon and see how many motorhomes and RV's we could pass along the way.
Four hours, and several double americano's later, we skidded into a dusty parking lot on the side of the road where several kiters were setting up. "Aren't you guys a little young to be windsurfers?" one of the guys jokingly asked me.
Checking out the beach it was immediately obvious that luck was still on our side. Despite light winds, we rigged up as quick as we could as there was still some remnants of the bomber south swell we had met up with in Santa Cruz. By 7 pm we had all windsurfed, surfed, and even longboard sailed, all after a crazy morning of driving. What a day!
-Ray
You guys look like you are having the best trip! Nice blog Ray!
ReplyDeleteI thought kiting was for old guys.
ReplyDeleteI can't keep it straight.
We finally got wind and some of the Sswell at Cape Sebastian Sunday.
Have a good finish to your trip.
Jeff