Cambria

Today I had breakfast of waffles and syrup in the hostel before leaving to drive to the Hostel in Cambria just up the road and at the south end of the 'Big Sur' Drive. The town it's self is split in two for some reason by a small rise in the road but I wandered around the very touristy (and expensive) gift shops and then went down to the beachhead to have a late lunch. Just as I got there a heavy sea fog rolled in and at times it seemed like I was the only one in the car park as you couldn't see more than about 20ft in the fog. Just as I was about to leave the beach the fog cleared but I wanted to get to the hostel as it opened to get a good bed. As it turned out I was the only one staying in the particular dorm which was a small room with four bunks at the front of what was originally the parson's house for the neighbouring church. The whole house was beautifully restored and laid out in turn of the century décor and I wished I had booked 2 night here. The staff were really friendly and I chatted till late into the night with Phil about beer, he was also a real ale fanatic and he gave me a really good local guide to micro-brewerys all the way up the West Coast of the US.