The fog was thick, and the thin ribbon of a roadway disappeared around yet another hair-pin turn in less than half the length of a football field ahead of us. CA-1, the Shoreline Highway in Northern California, was empty except for our car and one other, with which we had been trading pull-out slots with for several miles now. But this time, instead of racing ahead, our roadway partner pulled in behind us, unwilling to pass up the views that had all but compelled us to stop.
It's mid October and it feels like Autumn everywhere expect here. The oven that is summertime Phoenix is still too hot to truly enjoy the changing season, and Colorado is too far a weekend drive to quickly get to cooler temps. So I settle for someplace closer to home, a trip to the high country, in and around Flagstaff AZ. My only plan for this three-day road trip is to get in lots of hiking, and to interrupt each hike with many stops to take pictures of the colorful changing leaves.
