A less traveled road without a schedule is proving interesting as we slowly move along the Pacific Coast Highway. Each passing mile brings new sights and situations. From overstated wealth to the homes and communities of those struggling to make a living can be seen as we drive along. From the youthful vitality of the surfers riding the waves to the checker boards in the sun outside the retirement homes all ages can be seen along the roadway. From the high rises filled with people pursuing their jobs and careers to the RV parks filled with retirees or vacationers seeking relaxation line the highway.
The diversity we have experienced throughout the trip is evident mile by mile as we move along the coast. Living side by side are people who approach life so differently. This makes our experiences interesting.
Another observation I had not considered is the vastness of the agriculture industry along the coast. I had long held the opinion that California agriculture centered in the interior valleys. To see mile after mile of produce, some being planted, some being harvested surprised me with its vastness. Again the huge fields of produce growing beyond the reaches of the developers wanting plant the foundations of new condominiums. I hope the developers are never granted the opportunity to replace these fields. That hope is based on two reasons. First, the fields are nice to see. (I was going to say something about the aesthetics of seeing the fields, but I couldn't spell aesthetics.) Secondly, as evidenced by the shape of my body, I like to eat.
An amazing fact as we move into the 11th week of travel and have covered over 11,000 miles is that we have turned on the windshield wipers twice. One time in Alex Bay, New York and once in Pennsecola, Florida each occasion we drove through a thunder storm of relatively short duration.
The diversity we have experienced throughout the trip is evident mile by mile as we move along the coast. Living side by side are people who approach life so differently. This makes our experiences interesting.
Another observation I had not considered is the vastness of the agriculture industry along the coast. I had long held the opinion that California agriculture centered in the interior valleys. To see mile after mile of produce, some being planted, some being harvested surprised me with its vastness. Again the huge fields of produce growing beyond the reaches of the developers wanting plant the foundations of new condominiums. I hope the developers are never granted the opportunity to replace these fields. That hope is based on two reasons. First, the fields are nice to see. (I was going to say something about the aesthetics of seeing the fields, but I couldn't spell aesthetics.) Secondly, as evidenced by the shape of my body, I like to eat.
An amazing fact as we move into the 11th week of travel and have covered over 11,000 miles is that we have turned on the windshield wipers twice. One time in Alex Bay, New York and once in Pennsecola, Florida each occasion we drove through a thunder storm of relatively short duration.
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