The long way up the coast
One summer, one car, and a route drawn with intention. This is the running log of 86 - where we go, how far, and what it felt like to be out here in the sun.
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The route
Six weeks of summer, one lane at a time. The itinerary below is the spine of the trip - days, stops, and miles. Logs and photos drop in here as the miles get crossed off.
Santa Monica
Mile zero. Ocean on one side, the first stretch of asphalt ahead.
Big Sur
Cliffs falling into the Pacific, fog rolling over the switchbacks.
Yosemite
Granite walls, cold river swims, and stars with no light to fight.
Central Coast
Long empty highways, golden hills, and gas-station coffee that hit different.
Redwood Coast
The road disappears into a canopy of trees older than the country.
Crater Lake
A caldera full of impossibly blue water, worth every mile of climb.
Stops, daily logs, and the exact route are still being filled in.
The daily log
Every day gets its own page: where we woke up, how far we drove, and what made it worth stopping. These slots open up as each day lands.
Highway one, open road
Into the hills
Fog and switchbacks
East toward the mountains
Granite and river swims
Days 9 through 42 queue up here as the trip unfolds.
Highlights
The moments from the summer worth a postcard. Photos and short notes will fill these tiles in later.