It's June 1st, and almost summer and my feet start itching to press the gas pedal and my hands feel eager to grip the wheel. Short or long, I love a good road trip. Give me a Diet Coke and some good tunes, and I can drive forever.
This postcard of the Pacific Coast Highway, sent by the Mystery Sender, reminds me of road tripping. As mentioned before (here and here), I've traveled almost every inch of the PCH, but the Mystery Sender sets the story straight as to what exactly constitutes the PCH and what doesn't, in the message above. "The officially designated Pacific Coast Highway is just a short stretch of a little over 100 miles of Highway 1, from Dana Point to Oxnard. The rest of the highway is either the Cabrillo Highway or Shoreline Highway....The entire route is also designated as the Blue Star Memorial Highway."
Whatever it's called, I love this road. Even when there are faster routes, I'll often drive Highway 1 to get where I'm going, and it's a toss up whether I've logged more miles on the stretch from Dana Point to Oxnard, or from San Francisco to Santa Cruz.
This summer, I'll be picking my son up from college in June (road trip from San Francisco to Eugene, Oregon with a possible overnight in Bend), celebrating my mom's birthday in July (road trip from San Francisco to Pasadena, California), and picking heirloom peaches in July or August (road trip from San Francisco to Fresno, California). If I'm really lucky, I'll make it to Montana for a party my friends are throwing in Missoula, with a few stops along the way (Jackson Hole, Wyoming? Genesee, Idaho?).
Road trip, anyone?