Bob and Aaron at one of the many stops along Highway 1

Bob and Aaron camping

We arrived in San Fran from Sacramento around 9am. We stopped at the Fisherman’s Warf and played Frisbee in the bay... It was great, everyone stopped to watch Bob and I throw the disc with pristine perfection.

Look at this guy! He looks halfway physically capable !

Swinging like a true Jazz Man

Bob took surprisingly well to the Rings. Having known Bob for the past twenty years I would have never guessed him to be as agile as he demonstrated this day on the rings at Muscle Beach.

Muscle Beach had all kinds of work-out stations right on the beach. One of which was a Monkey~Ring~Swing~Thing.

MUSCLE BEACH

My first beach in LA, it was awesome... The water is a lot warmer then Santa Cruz.

BIG SUR CAMPING
This was not like camping in Idaho... We had a laundry~mat and playground for Halflings within 20 feet. Smashed between two other campsites, the only thing that allowed us to feel free was our 15-man size tent. This tent gave us each ample room for our own peaceful environment.

After San Fran, we hit Santa Cruz. Bobby's friend Aaron had never been on a roller coaster so we hit the BIG DIPPER... We were in line when we heard a voice call out our names... It was Robyn Lynch. I haven't seen her in six years.

Highway 1 was amazing, made me really miss living near the beach... We drove a little Neon that got 25 miles to the gallon! AC and automatic locks were wonderful.. This pic is the next morning after camping in Big Sur!

Early morning in San Francisco!