Rolling north up the Coastal Highway this morning, lost in memories; stopped at Jade Cove to take a few photos and remember. It was a happier time.
A search for an open campsite near Monterey led well to the east on narrow (but paved!) roads, so I set up camp, took a hike up to the top of the hill (puff, wheeze), paid my respects to John Frémont, who ignored laws, orders from his military superiors, and the welfare of his troops in the service of this Nation's Manifest Destiny and his own personal gain. It's a recurrent theme for the leaders of America's military.
Tomorrow, touring the Monterey Peninsula. Plan for Monday's drive will take me back to the Dunn household in Castro Valley, and Tuesday morning will find me airborne for northwest Washington State.