Time for us to bid adieu to Santa Cruz and head down to Pebble Beach. Before leaving, though, I wanted to take some photos in the mobile home park that my sister lives in.
JoAnne and I walked around the entire park to take photos of the mailboxes. Yes, that is right - the mailboxes! One of the residents (who has since passed away) constructed the darling mailboxes you see below. I am just showing a couple of them right here, but check the continuation of this entry for more photos.
So, now my sister needs to live up to the mailbox standard that has been set. She needs a fancy mailbox too, don't you think?
It was a nice drive down to Pebble Beach. It took less than an hour, and the traffic wasn't too bad. I know later in the week there will tons of traffic. We found our motel, Candle Light Inn and checked in. We stayed there back in 2000 when we attended the last US Open in Pebble and loved the location, right off Ocean Ave, the main drag.
After changing our clothes, we drove got on the famed 17-mile drive to the Inn at Spanish Bay where Wendy and Rob had arranged for us to see the bagpiper play and have dinner at Sticks Restaurant. Still cool outside, so we wore layers of clothing as Wendy had suggested.
Here's Wendy and Rob:
And Tracey and Chris:
This is a sculpture out by the firepits where the bagpiper plays - It's called "Afternoon in the Park" by Mark Lundeen:
The bagpiper walks across the sand dunes before sunset - he was a little late that evening, but he finally came and we got pictures.
Dinner was great too - Bill had the prime rib special, and I had the New York steak with bleu cheese. Yum!
Wendy and Rob were even nice enough to lead us back to the closest gate for the 17-mile drive so we wouldn't get lost finding our way out. Thank you, W&R, for arranging the GTG!