We all went to Big Sur and camped in Andrew Molera State Park. As expected, the beaches were amazing, the scenery more so. The weather held and the sun shone. Unexpected...a little tavern off of Highway 1 with plaster walls and alcoves for reading Henry Miller quotes, games and good beer on tap, and piles of yarn curiously waiting next to the bathroom doors. We assumed it was the work of an artist, an installation, a way of mysteriously charming the tourists. We grabbed and ran. But we'll happily give it back...please, come forward you enigmatic yarn-giver!
Photo credit: Elizabeth Greene