Looking down he coast we could see the fog was coming in, heavy. A few miles down the coast the road drops down to sea level. Riding through the fog with limited visibility is not a fun way to spend a afternoon. We decide to double back and go up a road we passed named Bonney Doon Road. It looked liked it went into the mountains and none of us knew where it went. The best kind of road. It turned out to be a pretty good road. Lots of twisties running through the redwoods and several small towns. We stopped in one little town for pizza. Some of the roads had strange names.
Somehow we found our way back to Santa Cruz. Got off on Becky’s exit, everyone waved and Becky headed home. If anyone is wondering, Biker Chickz is doing fine. Her spirits are high and she’s not letting recent events get her down. She’s a tough lady and a survivor. I have no doubt she’ll come out on top.
Well we totally missed the exit to get back on Highway 1, so we decided to go find the boardwalk (again). We never did find it. But we found a spot that overlooked a wharf and beach. I think it was Capitola Beach. We eventually found Highway 1, got back to Salinas, had some spectacular coffee and went home. I would say that it was nothing special, just a day of riding. But any day you spend with friends taking new roads is special.