We chose to cut across from 5 to 101 on 46. (Sounds like a math formula, doesn't it?)
We saw orchards,
oil fields,
the intersection where on September 30, 1955 James Dean's
Porsche 550 Spyder collided with another car at the junction of Route 466 {now 46} and Route 41,
lush green hills,
acres of dormant vineyards,
and the full moon rising over Monterey Fisherman's Wharf.
We met cousins Jeanne and Rich for dinner and will mosey up to San Francisco tomorrow.
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