We waited until the Sacramento rush hour was over then headed to the coast via I-80 and then Route 37 across the northern tip of San Francisco Bay then north on Highway 101. At Petaluma Hannah took the wheel for the head tripping drive out to Highway 1 then north on the famous coastal highway to Sea Ranch. The drive from 101 to the community is about an hour and a half of constant awareness of curves and clearances. The road cuts drop straight to the fog line on the road and taking out the passenger side mirror was a real concern. Fortunately the traffic on the road was light so the helmsman could work the road and not the other vehicles, too. This section of the Coastal Highway is spectacular driving with unbeatable views. I was in the back letting Hannah work the road without input from me. Nice experience for her.
Good old Hannah got us to our destination without a hitch. It was another six hour shift from Sacramento to Sea Ranch.
We were no sooner settled in when Sea Ranch Security came knocking on our host’s door inquiring about “the RV in the driveway.” Sea Ranch has several components: some of the houses are along the main highway and the open areas down to the cliffs above the sea, but there is a larger group of homes up in the heavily wooded redwood forest and this is where Will’s parents live. Totally isolated from the busy flow found elsewhere. AND like Woodlands in Tamarac, Florida they have an ordinance of no RV’s at people’s homes because it is a visual distraction for the people living in the area. Damn if people are visiting a resident like a family member or a long time friend. But Security was cool and said it was okay for Snee-Oosh to stay tucked back in the woods as long as someone doesn’t complain.
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