We got a little turned around this morning. Instead of hiking through the redwoods, we played at the
Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. I'd never been there and Jen hadn't in some years. We both had a good time, though I waited for her as she rode the
Giant Dipper coaster, and she waited for me as I walked through "Fright Walk", a Scary Farm-style spookhouse.
Got a little turned around again on our way out of Santa Cruz – who would have thought that an Auto Club travel agent wouldn't have maps in her car? But we worked that out and drove home by way of
Highway 17 through Scotts Valley. Nice drive.