complains that the glasses interfere with his eyepatch and he doesn't get to scare anybody this way.We are off to explore the Big Sur area this day: years ago I took three little boys, a friend, and camped out in the redwoods, sleeping in the open. I remember we woke up in the middle of the night to loud grunts and the sounds of the garbage cans having a fight with something huge. We flew to the picnic tables and watched as garbage flew in the nightlights of the campground, creating great monsters in the shadows. In the morning the ranger told us that we had been "attacked" by wild pigs. We expect today, only the usual wild California drivers. The road is winding, narrow, and follows the side of a high cliff above the ocean. And spectacular to be on.
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