We ended up going northbound. There was some debate over whether we should work our way towards home, or if we should head back to Santa Barbara to visit Katrina's grandparents, and especially her grandfather, Dan, who is in gradually declining health. We eventually decided to continue with our pure "honeymooning" and return once we had the wedding photos in hand to share. So from Cambria we went to Hearst Castle, blanched a bit at the price of the tours ($24 each, up from $14) and instead enjoyed the free exhibits/museum at the visitor's center without setting foot in the actual castle.

More northward journeying took us to Big Sur, where we've rented a neat little tent cabin for the night. It's from the bed of that cabin that I now write. Just a hop down the road is the Riverside Inn, where we had a nice dinner -- ribs for me, based on the recommendation of the camp host, and a burger for Katrina. Good food, but an even better view -- just below us ran the same creek that our camp is situated next to. With the thought of renting a DVD and watching it on the laptop in our heads, we set off down the road shortly after dinner. Found a movie (Sideways) and while we were out checked in on the Big Sur state park. No attendent present, free admission. A trailhead to Pfeiffer Falls, and with such a short distance to the top (0.4 miles) I was soon dragging Katrina up the trail... well, okay, it was more the other way 'round. Pretty little waterfall, nicely named, but not spectacularly large or anything -- although there was more hidden upstream that could just barely be caught a glimpse of. Decent, then return to camp. Within a few minutes, the quite roar of our bedside creek will be lulling us to sleep. G'night for now.