A little past Big Sur I took a couple of photos of the coastline.
There was a bit of a delay along the way - signal lights in the middle of nowhere, with only one lane for two-way traffic. Rock slides had completely eliminated the oceanside lane in some places. Cal Trans was trying to build up the roadway again, but I have a feeling that it might be a lost cause when Mother Nature is involved.
I love to sit outside there and eat their clam chowder in a breadbowl, along with a little wine.
Although the soup was certainly enough for lunch, we got three other appetizer-type items that would be our dinner in our room in Cambria.
French Fried Sweet Potatoes:
Smoked Salmon Quesadilla:
With our stomachs full, we headed down the road a couple of miles to check in at our little motel, Bluebird Inn.
The rooms in the front wings of the Bluebird are standard motel-type rooms, but the ones on the back perimeter face onto a landscaped creek and have nice fireplaces. Our favorite room is #18 - it is their only handicapped room, so it's larger and has a reserved parking place right next to the door.
Here is the view from our room's patio: