Before I get to the rest of the Snoopy Airship photos and story, just a reminder regarding Cal-Trans closures and construction. Two new releases came in last night. They are posted on the Cal-Trans page to the right.

Conclusion – We come out on the coast again, Nepenthe is behind us, and look! Oh my heavens, he is heading right over us!

Now, remember, this is a race. No stopping, after Hurricane Point, so all these photographs are shot from a moving car — on Highway One — at high speeds. This is a race, after all. And we can’t straighten the road like Snoopy can!

Coming up on Partington Cove …

We are in the inside curve, and he, of course, is out over the ocean.

Coming up on the South Coast now, and the race is still neck-and-neck.

Then we hit the light and construction at Gamboa Point. No, the light turns fast, we’ll keep up!

But wait, there is more construction ahead, Pitkin’s Curve and Rain Rocks. Drat.

This stop is long enough that a neighbor (7 miles away) gets out of his car behind us, and comes up and talks with us for a good 10 minutes while we wait.

And the winner is … the airship.

Other stories for another time, as this one turned out longer than expected.

Snoopy is approaching the lighthouse. What a great opportunity!

We are in a dead heat. I know from hours of watching from my back deck, that the light in the lighthouse rotates every 13 seconds. I’ve counted, hundreds of times. What else am I going to do? And I want to catch Snoopy with the light in the lighthouse. 13 seconds? Just keep shooting, constantly for about 15 seconds, and I am bound to catch the light.

Look! See the light? I caught it! Woohoo. Actually, not hard to do if one shoots 25 or more photos. Isn’t digital wonderful?

And then we head into the Big Sur Valley, and Snoopy stays on the coast, and we lose him. Will he pull ahead? Will we? When will we next spot him, and who will be ahead?

The conclusion and winner tomorrow …

When we pulled into the left-hand turn pocket at Rio Rd. to go south on Highway One this afternoon, we spotted Snoopy, the airship out over the ocean.

When we got to Monastery Beach, I realized it was a race down the coast, between us and him. We were neck-and-neck. I went to take a photograph. My ever present camera was buried in the back, and I couldn’t get to it. Drats.

I said, “Let’s beat him to Hurricane Point, we can jump out of the car, run to the back and get my camera, and I will get his photograph.”

That’s just what happened. We let him pass us, and I grabbed a couple shots. Then he said, “Okay, we can catch him coming out of the Little Sur River, goin’ up.” “Hit it,” I said.

And so we did. Then it was, “Hey, I can catch him going over the Pt. Sur Lighthouse. That would be so cool! Step on it.” And so he did …

To be continued …