After leaving the city the Pops and I headed to Carmel and Pepple Beach to pay our respects. The tree between Hole #6 and 7 holds very special meaning to us and Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same unless we stopped here first before meeting up with the fam.

A trip through the Golden State wouldn’t be the same without being stuck in some sort of traffic jam. There were two major accidents coming over the Pacheco pass on Hwy 152.

A trip to Carmel always satisfies my exotic car appetite.

A little dinner doodle I threw down at the Grill over on Ocean Avenue.

Here comes Turkey Day…