#malibu coast wine trail map

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Take The Wheel & Steer

Summary: Sometimes you just need to be loud with your love

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: this is so soft, sweet and fluffy I feel like it belongs on a cloud

Author Notes: I legit busted out half of this in the moments after I posted Here Comes The Sun. I completely blame the gifset that @rainbowshawn​ posted a couple days ago. Masterlist for the soon to be named verse/all my other SM fics can be found here. 

“So, I may have done something,” he explains with a cheeky grin from the doorway. “And I need you to not be mad. Promise me now you won’t be mad.”

You’ve ensconced yourself in the window seat with a book and a glass of wine while he finished up in the studio. It was early afternoon, so they must have wrapped earlier than expected if he’s back up to you already. Your eyebrows knit down, looking at your boyfriend curiously. “What did you do, Shawn?”

��You gotta promise me first,” he replies, sliding down to sit next to you, stealing a sip from your glass. “Ooh this is good. Let’s get some for home. And honestly, it’s nothing too bad. Well, I don’t think so, maybe, well kind of.”

Sighing, you steal your glass back from him. “Shawn…”

“I need you to pack early, well, or at least pack a bag for a couple nights and maybe be kind of packed up for your flight home,” he starts, his fingers coming to play with the loose ends of hair hanging from your ponytail.

“Again, I say, Shawn…” you prod carefully.

“I may have booked us a bungalow up in Santa Barbara for the weekend,” he mutters, a flush spreading across his cheekbones. “Well tonight through Sunday. We’ll head back in time for your flight that night. I know this is already a break for you, but the studio is right downstairs. I’ve been good, but I’ve still been working. We’ve been alone, but not really and truly alone other than the couple hours at the beach. And after last weekend, I just wanted to do something special to celebrate just with my girl away from everything. No distractions.”

“And where Shawn?” you ask, just waiting.

He flushes darker, smile creeping a little bigger before ducking into your neck. “Maybe the Four Seasons. Maybe the bungalow with the pool in the courtyard you’ve always talk about wanting to stay at…”

“Sweetheart,” you begin, but he cuts you off at the quick with a kiss.

“I know what you’re going go into and what you’re going to say but shhhh,” he quips out as he drops kisses all over your face. “At least I didn’t buy that beach house we walked past the other day that you seemed to like. I can see that being something that’s like more reasonable for you to be mad at. And I think I’d have a house full of family back in Pickering mad at me for that one too.”

You can’t help but laugh, slapping his arm. “Especially your Mom. But thank you, Shawn. You didn’t need to do that. And you’re terrible, you know that?”

“Nope,” he says with wide smile. “Just love you is all.”

He rents the most ridiculous car for drive, because he’s taking this whole spoiling long weekend to a whole other level. It’s a sleek two-seater convertible, midnight blue. Your hands itch to get behind the wheel and he’s going to let you take the drive up. You can’t believe how excited you are for it. 

“How did he talk you into helping on this?” you ask Cez as gets out of the driver seat and flips you the keys.

“Payback for me keeping you coming out early a secret,” Cez replies, shaking his head as he pushed at Shawn’s shoulder.

“It was more like a pointed favor, man,” he teased. “Thanks though. This is a sweet ride. You came through big time.”

“More for her than you, you know,” he barks out, slinging an arm around your shoulder. “I still don’t know how you put up with him most of the time.”

“Hey,” Shawn whines out, exaggeratedly pouting.

“Some reason I love him, a lot,” you gush, shifting out from under Cez’s arm to wrap your boyfriend in a hug.

He nuzzles his nose against your hair, “Love you too, baby.”

Once bags are sorted, you slide into the driver’s seat and exhale. The leather is super soft, and it already feels like a dream without even starting up the car yet.

“It’s like a solid hour fifteen drive with no traffic and looks like we can take the PCH straight up,” he says poking at Google Maps on his phone. “If you’re driving, I get to control the music. It’s only fair.”

The music is a hysterical symphony of extremes. He keeps it more singer songwriter and poppy Top 40 as you get out of Malibu and onto the PCH. He starts singing along as you hit Zuma Beach. Loudly. First to the latest from the Jonas Brothers which segue ways into a Coldplay track back to back with an older Maroon 5 deep cut you both love. When you shift from trailing along the coast into Oxnard, he hits an R&B/Rap block and you cannot help but laugh when he tries to match Drake lyric for lyric before the track flips to Chance and then the latest from The Weeknd. Once you’re back trailing against the coastline, the music changes again.

“Wait wait wait,” you call out, very familiar opening chords ringing in the background. “Someone stole my 80’s cheese playlist I do believe. The same person who makes fun of this very playlist when I’m bouncing around the condo to it.”

“Perhaps,” he says coyly. “And maybe I just happen to have it to listen to when I’m on the road and missing you.”

He starts belting along with a-Ha right away without letting you get a word out as soon as the vocals kick in, head bopping and curls wildly flying about. 

“Talking away, I don't know what I'm to say. I'll say it anyway. Today is another day to find you, Shying away.  I'll be coming for your love. OK?” he sings.

He sounds fantastic, because of course he does, even if its playful car sing alongs. You may just need to try to get him to do more 80’s covers on the next tour. Or record some for you to have for when you’re apart. You join in on the next verse with him.

“Oh, things that you say. Yeah. Is it life or just to play my worries away? You're all the things I've got to remember. You're shying away. I'll be coming for you anyway,” you both shout out together. 

You are both in hysterics at the end, your sides hurting from how much you’ve been first singing, then screaming along and laughing. He reaches over and snags your right hand in his left, bringing it up to kiss the back of it.

“There’s no one else I’d want to sing along to that with. Shit, that was fun,” he exclaims, pausing the music completely for a moment.

“How I wish I had video of that,” you joke. “Such epic Instagram content that would have been. Man, I wonder how many likes I could have gotten from that. I wonder if E! would have picked it up if I posted it, I could drive up my followers!”

He scoffs rolling his eyes and barking out a laugh, releasing your hand and poking your side. “Drive, woman. Enough out of you. We’re almost there. And you’re in for it when we are.” 

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Malibu Coast Wine Trail Map. Have you Visited all Seven Tasting Rooms?

http://malibumart.com/pin/malibu-coast-wine-trail-map-have-you-visited-all-seven-tasting-rooms/

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Driving Down the Pacific Highway from Oregon to Los Angeles

We take to driving down the Oregon coast on highway 101. The drive has been nothing less than breathtaking. The rocky beaches, most of which are public lend themselves to endless days of off-the-beaten-path hiking and exploring.

Oregon Coast

As we drove south and entered California the scenery did not change as much as I had anticipated. We entered the Redwood parks to learn that there isn't just one of them—there are closer to half a dozen. We spent a couple nights near two of them and hiked through a State and National park.

Redwood National and State Parks

Find interactive trail info here and downloadable maps here

Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park

- Stout Grove Hike (<1 mile)

- Boy Scout Hike (4.8 mile out and back)

Redwood National Park

- Tall Trees Grove (3.9 miles out and back)

San Fransisco - Monterey

Carmel by the Sea

Big Sur State Park

Staying Warm with our custom made sleeping bag/quilt:

- UQG Outdoor provided us with two sleeping quilts for our travels. Most hikers/campers have never even considered using a quilt as they are not as ‘mainstream’ as their sleeping bag big brother. Whereas sleeping bags are sold at big box stores down quilts are typically sold by small cottage manufacturers—resulting in quilts being used by only the most outdoor enthusiast.

Sleeping bags include a hood to keep your head warm and encase your entire body—this comes at the added expense of more materials (down, stitching, etc.) and more weight.

Down quilts are not sewn shut like sleeping bags, but having material underneath your body doesn’t actually provide any warmth since the down is compressed by your body weight. It’s advised to wear a hat when using a quilt to keep your head warm in colder conditions.

We received two built-to-order Bandit quilts. You can customize your own down quilt here.

Sylvie’s quilt is a 30 degree fully insulated sewn shut toe box with an extra ounce of down in the torso. Since she sleeps cold the fully insulated and sewn shut lower half retains more heat near her tiny toes. The added ounce of down makes the bag a bit warmer than 30 degrees (let’s call it a 28 degree bag).

Scott’s quilt (shown in photos) is also a 30 degree weight but has a zipper and draw cord toe box. I added an extra ounce of down in the toe box to beef up the warmth due to the open and non insulated toe box. I found this option to be the most versatile. Since it’s not sewn I’m able to fully unzip it and lay it 100% flat and use it like a normal down comforter. You can see how easily it drapes over Sylvie while she watches the stars at night. When it was time for bed I zipped up the toe-box, pulled the draw cord closed, and snapped the buttons to prevent the zipper from coming down.

UGQ’s quilts are made from 800, 850, or 950 lofted down—much higher quality than even the best sleeping bags carried by REI. Our Uniqlo down jacket has a loft rating of under 700—you can tell how much warmer this quilt is (and lighter). You can choose the weight and colors of the materials (inside and outside separately), the length, width, temperature ratings, additional down stuffing, and taper style.

Our UGQ sleeping quilts have provided us many warm nights in half a dozen national parks ranging from Glacier National Park in northern Montana to the Redwoods on the Pacific Coast. We look forward to using them in all of our future adventures.

Did I mention that the two bags combined weigh less than 1 light weight sleeping bag you would buy at REI?

Pismo Beach

San Luis Obispo

Santa Barbara

We spent a couple nights at the elegant Upham Hotel, which boasts a lengthy history in its Santa Barabara neighborhood. The Upham Hotel has been accommodating and delighting guests for over 125 years. The hotel certainly isn’t short on curb appeal with its charming Victorian facade and wrap-around veranda. The interior of the hotel gives a nod to Upham’s rich history as well a vintage vibe and classic furniture. 

The large common area was inviting and cozy with ample seating and food served throughout the day—continental breakfast in the morning, wine and cheese in the afternoon, oreo’s and milk in the evening, and endless coffee, tea and fruit. These tasty thoughtful touches made for a very pleasant stay and beckon you to sit and stay awhile.

In addition to comfort and convenience we found the ground of the Upham Hotel to be serene. The lawn was beautifully landscaped and framed with flowers and seating areas. We utilized the outdoor space during our stay- it’s hard to want to get outside in the beautiful weather here.

The Grounds

The Upham Hotel is centrally located which makes getting around very convenient. We were in walking distance to State Street and downtown Santa Barbara. If you continue down State Street past the sleepy red-tiled Spanish colonial store fronts you’ll come to a dead-end at Stearns Wharf with panoramic views of Santa Barbara’s beaches—Each Beach and Leadbetter Beach.

Our Room

Food

Walking Around Downtown Santa Barbara

We explored the wharf, the beaches, and local shops. On our last night in town we enjoyed a local farmer’s market where we sampled all types of fruits and other local goodies.

Farmer’s Market

Enjoying Sunset on the Beach

Malibu and Santa Monica

Pasadena

Universal Studios - Hollywood

We couched surfed in the lovely town of Pasadena, which acted as our home base while we explored Universal Studios. We used Craigslist and found tickets for $45 (vs the $129 they usually are). The park was fun but I got pretty sick from the rides. I was a bit disappointed that they all seem to just put you in front of a large screen and shake you around. As a mechanical engineer I was hoping for more props and automatronics. We went on Thursday November 1st and most rides had no wait. At one point the Simpson’s ride had a 20 minute wait.

Walking around the Old Town part of Pasadena enjoyable—though it was amazing how many sushi restaurants there were (at least 10 in a quarter mile stretch)

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A California Road Trip with Lost Campers

Wandering Earl

I shall introduce you to “Caitlin”. Now I don’t know the story behind the name but that was the mini-campervan my girlfriend and I were given for our California road trip when we went to pick up our rental from Lost Campers USA in Los Angeles.

Clean and ready when we arrived, we were given a ‘tour’ of the vehicle, signed some paperwork and within minutes the Lost Campers staff had us on our way. Caitlin would now be our home for the following 6 days.

With a comfy mattress, an interior table and sink and everything from an awning to outdoor chairs and tables, a cooler, a propane stove, cooking equipment and storage compartments, we had everything we could possibly need for our adventure. We were excited to get started and as we turned out of the parking lot near LAX and onto Aviation Boulevard, we knew that traveling in such a van was a wise decision for a budget California road trip.

And this is what happened once that California road trip began…

Day 1: Los Angeles to Morro Bay

It wasn’t long into our adventure, about eight minutes to be precise, when we agreed to have a coffee stop. And you know how it goes, with all the traffic in LA and difficulty finding a parking spot, this turned into a much longer break than expected.

Eventually though, with coffee in hand, we got back out on the road, meandered through the streets of Santa Monica and onto the Pacific Coast Highway.

We were feeling good. We were feeling clean (this would change quickly). And we were feeling energized. We rolled along, passing Malibu and Ventura, until we reached the town of Santa Barbara in time for lunch. We ate at the Santa Barbara Public Market, an indoor food hall on the corner of West Victoria and Chapala Streets that was a great spot for a fresh meal (we went with poke bowls, highly recommended), before stretching our legs on a long walk down State Street. And then, like true campervan novices, we spent an hour in the Ralph’s supermarket trying to figure out what kind of supplies we should buy.

Bananas, wine, granola bars, water, tea and mandarins seemed like all we needed in the end.

In the early evening we pulled into Pismo Beach and went for a walk through the historic, yet tiny, downtown and beachfront, not quite attracted by the shops and restaurants enough to stick around longer but satisfied with our first glimpse of the beach.

We continued north and upon arrival in Morro Bay, decided to pull into a campground for the night. The only problem was that all of the campgrounds were completely full, leaving us no choice but to try and find a quiet spot to park, and hide, our van for the night.

Twenty minutes later we found that spot.

I backed the van up into a corner at the very end of a quiet road along the beach, where we were hidden by a huge pickup truck parked in front of us. And from this location we enjoyed dinner and a bottle of wine in front of the ocean before falling asleep, and eventually waking up to, the sound of the waves, all from the comfort of our campervan’s bed.

Day 2: Seals, Hearst Castle and Big Sur

Awake and ready to go by 8:00am, we stopped for coffee and breakfast at the Luna Coffee Bar in the quiet village of Cayucos before continuing along the coast. After 30 minutes we reached a turnoff that lead to an ‘elephant seal viewing point’.

And then we almost missed seeing the elephant seals. I made the brilliant suggestion to walk along a quiet path to the left, from where we soon saw 3 small seals lying on the sand off in the distance. Luckily, when we returned to the van, my girlfriend suggested that we walk the other way for a moment and sure enough, that’s when we came upon the dozens of massive elephant seals that this area is known for.

It wasn’t even 9:30am when we reached our second stop of the day – the Hearst Castle.

For years I’ve wanted to visit this bizarre mansion built in the early 20th century by newspaper magnate Willian Hearst and now that I have visited, I would recommend it to anyone on a California road trip in this area. We took the one hour Upper Rooms tour with one of the best tour guides we’ve ever encountered and we then spent some time on our own wandering around the expansive gardens and surreal indoor pool.

The ‘castle’ is too crazy and everything from the hilltop location to the zebras (yes, zebras) to the architecture to the ancient artifacts to the interior design to the stories behind every room simply cannot be imagined without being there. Awesome place.

Next up was a subpar Sunday lunch in the nearby town of Cambria. And then…

First, let me state that despite not having a real plan for our road trip, there was actually one place that we really didn’t want to miss – the Henry Miller Memorial Library in Big Sur. My girlfriend is a huge fan of his writing and I’m slowly learning more and more about him and his works.

While located only 30 miles up the road from Cambria, due to the landslides earlier this year that knocked out a couple of bridges along the coast, a long 100+ mile detour was now required to get in and out of Big Sur. We still planned to make the trip though.

So, after our lunch, while sitting in the campervan browsing the internet for a few minutes, I suddenly discovered that the Henry Miller Memorial Library had revised their opening hours because of the drop in tourism after the landslides. They were now only open Thursday to Sunday, 11am – 6pm.

It was Sunday. It was 3:01pm. According to Google Maps, we were 2.5 hours away with the detour.

And off we went…Route 46 over to Route 101 and up to the Nacimiento-Fergusson Road which then took us on a 60 mile adventure through wine country, an eerily quiet stretch of US Army-owned land, the alluring depths of the Los Padres National Forest and the towering Santa Lucia Mountain Range, with its dozens of dangerous turns and lack of barriers protecting you from a long fall of a cliff.

It was a wild detour, gorgeous and energizing, yet slightly nauseating, especially given our time constraints.

We pulled into the Henry Miller Library at 5:35pm.

I’m not sure what was more exciting, being at the library or the journey to get there but we thoroughly enjoyed the 25 minutes we spent wandering around the building, speaking with staff, flipping through books and soaking up the atmosphere.

And then we left.

Our dinner that night consisted of sandwiches bought from the only open shop in the area, the Big Sur Deli, which we ate at the best view point we could possibly find.

After dinner, we pulled into the corner of a small parking lot back near the Big Sur Deli, where we promptly passed out on the bed in our van, quite satisfied with the happenings of this lengthy day.

Day 3: Big Sur and the Middle of Nowhere

The second landslide was just north of where we slept and so on this day, we had no choice but to head back south. We took our time, stopping at several view points along the way until we reached the tiny community of Plaskett. And wherever we stopped, we always had the spot to ourselves, something I never imagined possible along this famous route.

After a lunch overlooking the coast (doesn’t get old!) and a drive up to a mountaintop hermitage that turned out to be closed, we turned back onto that Nacimiento-Fergusson Road from the day before, also the only route out of Big Sur.

But this time, we would do things a little differently. Once at the top of the mountains, we decided to get off the paved road and head onto a dirt track called the Coast Ridge Trail. We were’t exactly sure but looking at Google maps, this route appeared to offer a nice loop that would end up right where we wanted to be later in the day.

Here’s how that went:

We entered extremely remote territory, with not a person, house or sign of civilization to be found.

The dirt road was stunning, cutting into the sides of mountains and along impossibly narrow ridges while offering far-reaching and spectacular views in all directions.

To complete the loop, we had to turn onto a second dirt road.

This second road was insane. Even narrower and with extremely steep inclines and declines, soft dirt patches that were tough to drive through and sheer drop-offs at all times.

It was also insanely beautiful (as you can see in this video!).

Just before arriving at the main road we were aiming for, we came upon a closed steel gate that blocked our track and forced us to turn around and completely retrace our route for 1.5 hours. (We were not happy about that.)

After thinking we would be stuck in the middle of nowhere while trying to get the van out of some soft sand for the sixth time, we eventually reached the Nacimiento-Fergusson Road once again and continued our journey away from the coast.

After this long day, we decided to spend the night at an RV camp in the small town of Greenfield, right on Route 101, partly because we couldn’t find anything else and weren’t in the mood to keep on searching. Among the huge RVs and massive trailers, we backed up our little minivan into its spot and had a quiet night, and our first shower that didn’t involve splashing water onto our bodies from a sink faucet in a rustic outhouse or bathing in a cold creek (which was actually quite nice).

Day 4: Monterey

After breakfast at the Denny’s in the town of Soledad (what would a US road trip be without one breakfast at Denny’s?), we decided to drive into Salinas, the hometown of John Steinbeck, for a wander through its quaint downtown area.

From here we continued to the coast until we reached Monterey, where we had decided to meet up with my friend Jerry.

I had actually only met Jerry once before (he’s a good friend of one of my good friends), and while I knew he was a stellar guy, I certainly wasn’t expecting the welcome we received from him and his wife. Jerry gave us…

the keys to his classic Saab convertible so that we could buzz around Monterey for the afternoon

a delicious home-cooked seafood dinner that we all ate while looking out over Monterey Bay from the window of his living room

a great room to sleep in (the waves outside lulled us to sleep!) and an invitation to make ourselves completely at home

And most importantly, awesome company. Over a couple of bottles of wine, we all spent a few hours that night talking and laughing about Monterey, about authors and books, politics, our jobs and our other interests. It was simply a great night.

Day 5: A Redwood Forest and Our Final Night

After brunch with Jerry at the excellent Wild Plum Cafe in town, it was time for us to hop back into our van. Our stay in Monterey, which also included time wandering Cannery Row, downtown and the beach, was short but perfect and as a result, we didn’t feel the need to visit any other towns. We drove right through Santa Cruz and onto Route 9 until we reached the Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park instead.

It was our first encounter with the redwoods and this little park was an ideal location to get out into nature and be among these massive, mesmerizing trees.

Then, before we knew it, the time had come to find a place where we could enjoy our final evening with the campervan. We continued into San Mateo county along small roads for about an hour and a half, randomly turning right and left several times, until we came upon a one lane, cracked pavement path that seemed worth checking out. We followed it for about 2 miles and it eventually led us into the Pescadero Creek Park, a park that seemed to be long forgotten given the condition of its gate and entry way and the complete lack of even a trace of visitors.

As a result, we were thrilled and we soon found a small clearing right up on a mountain ridge. This would prove to be the idyllic location we had hoped for.

We pulled out the chairs from the van just in time for sunset, poured some wine, put on some music and, despite having forgotten to buy dinner and with only granola bars to eat as a result, we dug in for one final night among the beautiful California nature.

Day 6: San Francisco

Waking up early in the midst of some heavy, wet fog, we did some work (despite the remote location we had great 4G coverage!), organized all of our stuff and then quietly began the last leg of our California road trip. Two hours later we pulled into the Lost Campers parking lot in San Francisco, climbed out one last time and just like that, dropped off our trusty campervan.

A California Road Trip in a Mini-Campervan?

Is a mini-campervan right for you? I’d be curious to hear your thoughts.

After our experience, we realized that the main downside of such travel is that it can be a little cramped as there isn’t a huge amount of space inside the minivan.

Apart from that though, it’s definitely an ideal option for travelers that simply need a place to sleep and the basic amenities for their road trip. For one or two people, it works out very well as the small van allows you to travel on any road and you always have a bed to lie on. If you use campgrounds, the real mattress inside the van is far more comfortable than sleeping in a tent and you’ll also have all the equipment you need to prepare your meals.

And when split among a couple of travelers, the price is more than reasonable since you get both transportation and accommodation in one.

As for Lost Campers themselves, the staff are extremely helpful and the company’s culture seems to truly revolve around making their travelers happy. I know a couple of readers wrote to me after my last post to say they had an awesome experience with this company too. The vans and equipment are in good condition, the rental process is hassle-free and they have three convenient locations as well (Los Angeles, San Francisco and Salt Lake City).

If this is your travel style, Lost Campers USA is well worth checking out for a California road trip, or any road trip in the western USA!

Would you travel in a mini-campervan? Any questions about the road trip or the campervan itself? Let me know!