It's been a month since our son went under the knife. He's self-sufficient now and mostly healed, at least in a general sense (throwing a baseball again isn't happening anytime soon). Anyway, we felt like we could slip out of town for a few days. Monterey. Heard of it? It's a good place. Our happy place.
Walk along the ocean, sip your coffee, ride your bike, eat some food, drink some beer. Rinse. Repeat. What's not to like?
For whatever reason, I felt like shooting in black and white for the better part of the week.
This last one is obviously in color, but it's too good to leave out.
Another great trip in the books. I think we might go back . . .
Later.
