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The fog was fairly heavy this morning but since the breakfast room was packed, I washed the car while I waited for my grocery store bagel. It looked good for a while but by the time I got down to hwy 1, patches of fog were so heavy the it was condensing on the car. I cut off Hwy 1 into 128 and went inland. Was miles of grapes and lots of tasting rooms. Caught a road West back towards the Coast and that 40+ miles took me more than 2 hours. Uber twisty, narrow, very rough pavement and a true joy. Surprised nothing fell off the car from all the bumpiness and bottoming out, several times. Even had a couple down grades with 16%, yes, 16% grades. Wow! Finally got back to Hwy 1 and finally remembered why Scottie and I were so tired out by the time we got to Ft. Bragg, a couple years ago. We'd been Nirthbound, but the super tight curves are still there.
Going to fight my way through SF tomorrow. Oh Boy!
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Karlos
"In the Land of the Pigs, The Butcher is King"
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