Cabrillo Highway

The weather here in the Bay Area has been unseasonably warm these last few days, and from experience I can tell you that it's the ideal time to head over to the coast, and go South. I discovered the Cabrillo Highway when I lived in Pacifica and now whenever I need to clear my chakras, I jump on the Bay Bridge, head over the hill to Highway 1 and drive towards Half Moon Bay. This past Sunday, it was a balmy 80 degrees out and not a cloud in sight. A perfect Sunday starts at Johan's place in San Gregorio, where fishermen, surfers and locals come together to drink Scott's famous made-to-order Bloody Mary's and "blasters," a dangerous mix of Red Bull and Jagermeister. Brrr....I get the chills even thinking about it. With the Raider game as a backdrop, the Bloody's were flowing, along with tales of Costa Rica, Mavericks, and a crab season that has been precarious because of price disputes between crabbers and buyers.
I can usually be entertained with these characters for at least a couple of hours, which is plenty of time to enjoy a couple of bloody's and the famous grilled crab sandwich, which will set you back about $12, but it's well worth it.
After Johann's, I headed back up the coast, passing some amazing vistas and scores of people in their bathing suits, in the water! No wet suit required on this day. If I had provisions, would have surely descended the stairs to my little nude beach, but that deserves a whole day and truth be told, it's just not tanning season. I did manage to hike for an hour up on the cliffs just south of Montara. I used to take my little doggie Cleo there almost every day after the radion show and I got a little emotional thinking about her. Oh well...life moves on, and so did I...back North and home to the hills.