Another favorite, Big Sur Bakery, for breakfast.
Avocado toast on thick homemade bread topped with tomatillo honey jam.
A convergence of bohemian skirts with motorcycle boots and souvenir tee shirts.
Transient locals conversed about late night transgressions as tourists tripped through their reality.
Fascinated by those who call this strip of coastal paradise home.
What is a like to live here? What does it take to plant your flag on this isolated part of of the coast?
Onward to Santa Cruz, a place I've longed to visit.
Took a tranquil late afternoon walk on West Cliff Drive past frolicking swimmers and surfers.
Oh California, you are a stunner.
