The road trip didn't get off to the best of starts.
An early (ish) wake up undone by a 2 and half hour queue for the car was a bit of a buzz-kill. Champ and I tag-team queued, first he left me queuing to get out of the sun (he burns) and next I left Champ queuing to get out of the queue and pick up a coffee two blocks away.
Over the Golden Gate Bridge well into the afternoon and along the most dramatic, epic coastline I've ever seen. Steep cliffs and bluffs and wide open beaches with not even enough people on them to scratch together two teams for a kick-about or pick-up and more sea than I've ever been able to take in at one time.
Further along the road wound up and down and round and we could see eight corners away further down the coast as the landscape itself jutted into the sea just like the map-maker'd drawn it. Windswept trees doubled over away from the sea and crooked telephones poles, mist and fog and cloud cover for the rest of the day until we break through it not thirty minutes later.
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