The "bros" and I had been discussing doing a bro road trip for quite some time - I offered up the idea of Pigeon Point Lighthouse on the San Mateo coast, since they had a hostel. Here's how the weekend panned out.
We took Highway 84 from Woodside over to the coast. Adrian almost ran out of gas, but was in good spirits, considering.
Edwin and Steve were the other miscreants on our adventure.
Plus this hideous man.
Would we beat the sunset as we flew down Highway 1?
Destination in sight!
The Pigeon Point Lighthouse dates to 1871.
The youth hostel has been in use for about 50 years.
Even more amazing, however, was the existence of a pay phone!
"This is unbelievable!"
"How do these work again?"
"I give up..."
We made it for sunset...
We got the 6-person family room, which remained ours since we had 4 people (3 people, and we'd have to open it up to other travelers).
Time for some football.
View out our window.
"Isn't this romantic?" (gag...)
The lighthouse looked like something off the coast of Maine at night.
(black and white with a yellow highlight)
We play Risk... for real money. We also have house rules that boggle the mind.
Time to head out...
...into the night.
Highway 1 Brewery was down the way about 2 miles.
We literally had the place to ourselves.
Their beer is OUTSTANDING. You can only get it there, unfortunately. Trust me, go.
"Kansas" took care of us at the bar.
The Pimpkin pumpkin ale is the greatest pumpkin beer I've ever had, with the possible exception being the Ignis Fatuus by The Bruery. If only they hadn't tapped out of the French Mexican War (jalapeno saison)... gold medal winning.
Adrian and Edwin enjoyed their non-alcoholic beverages, while Steven and I imbibed.
Enormous taco... beware the jalapenos.
Pretty chill evening - got to play bachelor for a night despite my married status.
This will be my last post of 2014 - Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, and I'll see you back here in 2015.