The day started looking out the motel restaurant’s window in downtown Brookings, OR to see an Elk with a full rack of antlers trotting down the middle of US 101.  Beautiful, but no pix–sorry.  The day was spotlessly clear at about 68 degrees; it became 90 later, and then cooled back into the 60’s as we got to the coastal Hwy in California.

Just across the CA border we drove through Redwoods National Park taking pix of big trees.  That was special; we drove through many such Redwood stands along the way including ‘Avenue of the Giants’ further South on US 101.  That highway became very warm and was an expressway a bit inland most of the way until Legget where we veared off on CA 1 to get back to the Pacific coast.  This was 22 miles that rivals the ‘Tail of the Dragon’ in NC.  Andy hated it (he is from Indiana after all).  Bob even got tired of it, but it broke out into the PCH above Ft. Bragg and was spectacular ( a word I may have overused in these posts).  The pix say it all.  We did 301 miles and landed in Gaulala, CA on the coast.