Pitstop in Santa Cruz Redwoods

Still had a night to "kill" before the dreaded drive into San Fran, so a stop at an RV park in the Santa Cruz mountains was in order.

But first we had to get there...

Here is a draft letter I am working on:

Dear City of Salinas,
Thank you for the "warning" on the side of the road that the BlahBlahBlah Offramp was closed and to please use Plan B Offramp.
Thank you.
Really.
Plan B worked great.
We were able to get off the freeway and took the frontage road right on up to BlahBlahBlah Street.
And saw that the entire BlahBlahBlah street was closed, not just the offramp.
That was great.
Really.
We were dragging a trailer around on unknown and pretty poorly marked streets and ended up on a teeny tiny street with crappy little houses.
Which in reality was ok, because we were dragging our own teeny tiny crappy temporary house.
So the teeny tiny street took us right back onto the freeway.
On to Plan C.
Thanks City of Salinas!
You suck!
Sincerely,
The People Who Had Two GPS's in Their Vehicle and Still Had to Drive in Circles Due to Someone's Lack of Understanding Proper Closed Street Signage

But we got there.
With just a bit of "shit I'm trying!" and "stupid streets going in circles" and "it's ok, we'll just go to Plan J"...
And a bit of "oh crap, Santa Cruz traffic is crazy" and "oh shit, really, seventeen hairpins up this 6' wide road?" and "are you sure you are taking us the right way?" which in the end, I wasn't as our GPS's (two, remember we had two) were telling us to use Plan S Road, when trailers are forbidden on Plan S Road (and there was a reason... seventeen hairpins on a 6' wide road) and we really should have been on Plan R Road.
But the turn onto Plan R Road was so filled with stoplights and crazy traffic that we missed it.

With a final hairpin turn onto Big Trees Road (aptly named) we made it.
Kind of a chock-a-block RV in a row place along one side, but we had handpicked by the nice girl I talked to on the phone when making our reservation, a GREAT SPOT!

Loved it!
Set up camp.
Walked the dog.
Had wine.
Oh, and had electricity so hung the trailer trash lights.