|Rolling hills along the way|
|First glimpse of ocean from the car|
|Restaurant at Monterey Wharf|
|You don't see cactus growing outside |
like this in the Pacific Northwest
Dust Bowl, plots set in the Great Depression. During summer and fall if you drive through the Salinas Valley and you see farm workers bent over rows and rows of crops in hot sun, you feel the echoes of Steinbeck and the workers become people who touch you with whole lives who feel and sweat and cry and sing. Because they do that backbreaking, stinging work, we can eat.
|Fishermen at Monterey Bay|