June 23, 2013, Sunday—167429 odometer reading
Left
San Luis Obispo this morning after helping Diane with a load of laundry and
assuring her we would stop back by on our way home at the end of the trip. It
was good to see her, but not good that she was feeling so poorly. Her back was
a little better this morning, but her massage therapist was coming over to work
on her to see if she couldn’t give her some relief. We found out later in the
day that the massage had actually aggravated it more, and the therapist thought
she might have dislocated a rib, so she was going to see her chiropractor on
Monday.
Heading
north and thinking probably might be a Walmart parking lot for camping tonight
to make up for the $$ spent at the motel last night. But it was very nice to lay
back and watch some TV. Would have been
better had I not been upset all night trying to back track to where I had last
used my missing wallet. But alas, when I got up in the morning and got dressed,
I went out to the car and found it under the front seat where I had put it. So
I was upset all night for nothing. Oh well, got things reorganized in the
Teardrop and back seat a bit!
Driving
up Hwy 1 was so beautiful. It’s an entirely different California than Highway 101 at this
point. Often the two of them come together, but in this stretch, we are going through farm lands and small towns that are amazing. Acres and acres of grapes, cabbages, celery,
strawberries, all different shades of green .This is the land that feedsCalifornia . The people are warm and
friendly, but the radio stations are pitiful. The beautiful landscape and old
barns along the route make up for it though.
point. Often the two of them come together, but in this stretch, we are going through farm lands and small towns that are amazing. Acres and acres of grapes, cabbages, celery,
strawberries, all different shades of green .This is the land that feeds
My
Canon EOS is messed up—need help to rest it as can’t get theflash menu to turn
off autoflash, plus doesn’t seem to be focusing correctly. Went through all the menus and found nothing,
although I tried changing things along the way. Need someone to reset it to all
pre-set automatic factory settings at this point so I can try again, but alas,
no camera shops to be found. Will have to rely on the Canon Power Shot til I
get to Santa Cruz .
We went through Pismo Beach, Oceano—where there was the greatest old fashioned diner
with 2 cars hooked together (a
stop for Guy Fiero for Diners, Drive ins and
Dives); Guadalupe with a cool mural map showing
cities and how far they were in
miles;
and Santa Maria,
where we gassed up and had so many people looking at
the Teardrop and smiling and asking questions. They all thought it was cool,
young and old, and one oldster knew exactly what it was and when they were
first made. It’s always fun when people stop to ask about it.
At Shell Beach
in Cayucos we stopped and for
the first time I had to put on my fleece jacket. We took Guayo down to the sea to play and run and
chase his ball and he was so very appreciative. He’s such a sweet guy and sure puts up with us keeping him
in the car for hours on end on this trip.

Afterward, we went uptown and walked around…great little town. On the way out, we stopped at theSeaside
Café and Bakery on Shell Beach
Blvd. Great place—good coffee, friendly people,
dog friendly…if it had been earlier and warmer, probably would have sat outside
and kicked back for awhile. But need to head out and find a camp ground.





the first time I had to put on my fleece jacket. We took Guayo down to the sea to play and run and
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Guayo running on beach with his ball |
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very cool house going to beach |
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tide pool with anemones |

Afterward, we went uptown and walked around…great little town. On the way out, we stopped at the








Down the road we go, and on the way we see a sign "Seal Viewing Today". Seal Point, where elephant seals congregate with their strange noses,
rude noises, and unbelievable smell. The parking lot was full of on-lookers. Guayo didn't know quite what to make of these creatures, nor of their smell. There was a lot of air sniffing for sure--on his part. I tried my best not to breathe while I was
downwind. There were mainly cows and adolescents, no big male elephant seals, but you could see by the antics of the adolescent males where they would be in a few more years of adding height and blubber. Outrageous animals to be sure...and strong in more than smell.


And we found our place to sit for the night...San Simeon Creek State Park. Fees were $10 for sites without showers and with chemical toilets, or

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Guayo snuggled in for the night |
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