
Dusk
On Thursday night, I hit the California coast near Oceanside. I had forgotten the “crazy Californian driver syndrome” until I was on a narrow mountain road winding down from the coastal mountains to the ocean (Hwy 78). It was a two lane road and for the whole time, drivers were tailgating and generally driving like maniacs. It was a civilian version of the Indy 500. Not fun at night and when exhausted. Read on …

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