Cut the ties and jump the tracks

Leaving San Francisco in our rear view, knowing we would not return, was a sobering moment. We spent a month dolling out farewells and only a few days packing up our life, the apprehension was palpable. Slowly, the anxiety passed with each mile on the road. We toasted our first night with a bottle of 2006 Caldwell Rocket Science in Big Sur, California. A rented out $35 piece of state owned grass with zero amenities assured us we were on the right path. Adventure is out there.

Big Sur, CA

Vista Point