Detour

Big detour in fact. But a very, very beautiful one. Instead of taking I-5 down to LA, we ended up taking Hwy 1 most of the way. The day was just so amazingly sunny and warm that wasting it all day on the freeway seemed just plain stupid.



The coast line was amazing, way different from Oregon, and yet nothing like the coast down here in Santa Monica. It was all windy roads, steep cliffs, and big hills.



We even got to see baby sea lions on the beach.



Pallo so wanted to go investigate, but he stayed on a nice short leash the whole time to stay out of trouble. This big guy would've ripped Pallo up if he'd've come down there.



Of course, the detour added about 3 or 4 hours onto an already long drive, but it was totally worth it. You know, minus the speeding ticket I got anyway.

Pallo is now occupied with finding all the tennis balls that are lost various places around my friend's house we are staying at, and in trying to catch the fish in the pond. Silly, annoying dog.