the park and saw how deserted the site was - no staff or campers - we
decided we were not brave enough to stay there, especially as it did not have
hookups either.
Instead we went to a private campground next to a river, and reached
across a very rickety bridge. This we crossed with immense caution, even
though our RV was probably lighter than most US cars. There was only one
other couple staying so we were able to choose from lots of different plots,
opting for a concrete based one (as it had been raining a lot and the ground
was one huge muddy puddle) next to the river. That evening we were
overcome by such homesickness that we played with a map of London and
little plastic houses all evening...otherwise known as Monopoly.
We spent the next day lazily walking. First by the sea in the Andrew Molera
State Park, through fields where we encountered various wildlife, but very few
people. We saw deer and ground squirrels so close that we could almost
touch them, not that you would want to, we well remembered from Yosemite
the stories of killer deer... In the afternoon we went for a rainy walk in the
Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park, to see some waterfalls in among the Redwoods.
There was a really nice viewing platform where you could sit to watch the
falls, which were at present quite empty, however the weather precluded us
from stopping long. From here we drove down a very narrow, windy, and
steep road to Pfeiffer beach.
Pfeiffer Beach is a good spot to see the sunset, but unfortunately at the
time of year that we were visiting sunset was shortly after sunrise, so instead
we went on a dusk walk on the beach. The sea pours through huge holes in