

This is about life after retirement -- the good life -- the slow lane -- the right lane: a journal of our travels beginning in 2006.
Around every curve was another awesome view. The coastline has few inhabitants. It is quite a drop down to the water's edge.
Be sure to see more of our Big Sur photos.
After passing through Lucia we turned east and went across the mountains. What a climb on a wide one lane road with plenty of hairpin curves in the Los Padres National Forest. We drove through Camp Hunter Liggett and stopped at the San Antonio Mission.
After leaving the mission we went looking for the Pinnacle Mountain National Monument. There are two sides to the monument but you can not cross in the middle. It was a nice drive along winding backroads.
We drove by the Golden Gate Park but decided to leave it for our next trip. We will cross this bridge again!
I never thought of this as a camouflage jacket or thought I would find a tree to blend in with. The entire trip I marveled at how large the flowers and shrubs and how brilliant the flowers in central California.
We traveled over most of the town visiting many of the quaint neighborhoods that included Chinatown, Fisherman's wharf, North Beach, Nob Hill and Japan Center. At Coit Tower we had a wonderful view from atop the hill before descending for an Italian dinner.
On the final day in town we chose the truck for our mode of transportation, which probably would have saved a lot of time had we used it earlier. But we would have missed the experience of standing on a chilly street corner at night wondering when the next bus might come. Leon finally got to drive down the curviest street in America, Lombard Street. Tourists gather at the bottom just to watch the happening.
The street cars took us to the outskirts of the down town area. We even got to watch two women have a fight on one ride. This one we caught down by Fisherman's Wharf and actually took the wrong one, which created a sightseeing trip.
All along the beach are rides and visitor attractions in this amusement park built in 1904.
We stopped at several other spots along the beach, one being the Pigeon Point lighthouse. After a Hawaiian lunch in Half Moon Bay we had to leave our drive along the beach due to construction and cross the mountains to continue to San Francisco.
We stopped in Cortez to visit with Leon's high school chum, Greg, and his wife Elaine. They showed us one fine time. We accompanied Elaine, Greg, and their friends Sherman and Diane on this 66 mile ride in the San Juan National Forest north of Cortez.
The scenery in the mountains north of Cortez was absolutely awesome. We couldn't have found a better place to ride the quad or better people to ride with.
On June 15 the fab four packed a picnic and went to Mesa Verde National Park for the day. We learned about kivas, pithouses, monoliths and the culture of the Ancestral Puebloans, the politically correct term for the Indians that were called Anasazi.
We explored the Spruce House and some of the smaller sites and stopped at many of the overlooks viewing the abundant ruins along Chapin Mesa Road.
At the overlooks you could view many of the ruins across the canyon floor. Some are open for tours; others are not.
We took another day trip with the quads; this time to the canyonlands area west of Cortez. The scenery was quite different from our mountain ride but equally as interesting.
How excited we were to look across the river and spot our own ancient ruins.
It called for further investigation so through the river we went. Elaine loves to splash through mud puddles but sometimes she prefers to wade through the deeper waters!
No sooner had we crossed back through the river than Leon looked back and spotted another ruin. And again we had to take a closer look. We could only imagine what these ruins would look like if they were excavated.
We were obviously on a rarely traveled path. Greg led the way back to the road.
This ride was as close to a roller coaster ride as I care to get. It was another great day. You can see more photos of our Colorado trip.