up, a woman comes over and says, "My son loves KTM. He's always out in the desert riding his." I tell her she's
obviously done a great job as a mother, then haul ass to Monterey. I stop for a few pictures just north of town.
The natural beauty that is the Monterey Peninsula.
Obviously, it's too late to see the fishes. I find a Starbucks, drink a coffee, and book a cheap hotel. After checking
in and dumping the panniers, I take a quick cruise around town. I turn off the highway on a promising little road
called Spindrift Lane. This house looks like the residence of a Dr. Seuss character...
Further along, the road drops down and follows the coast.
Location, location, location.
I watch the sunset,
then head home for an early night.
