After the tour of Hearst Castle, Puppy and I headed to our hotel down the Pacific Coast Highway. Earlier in the summer, I traveled the PCH in the other direction and it seemed an appropriate way to bookend the summer.
Puppy drove.
While he drove, I set the camera on a ridiculous shutter speed, hanged out the window and took as many decent landscape photos I could. I was surprised by the number of cyclists on the road. The PCH’s twists and turns and the steep cliff are scary enough in a car, much less on a bicycle. Hats off to these fearless cyclists.
leners' lens 